Well the night after Summerslam I made my return, I made sure to put Tatum in her place.
I crucified her and left her laying in the middle of the ring, and a kiss so gentle I placed upon her face.
She seemed to be mad and called me many bad names, and then proceeded to run at a mighty fast pace.
Out the door and in to her car she got, before she finally vanished without a trace.
The following week I could not be there but I made sure to send flowers, black roses to signify your fate.
You screamed and cried upon reading the card, I’ll get you’ll see just wait.
Throw them on the floor you did and ground them to dust with your feet, you know that wouldn’t cancel our date.
One last glance at the card you made turned it over and it did read, next week don’t even think of being late.
That brings us to Monday and our Raw main event, in the ring you stood as I made my presence known.
Once I got there you wanted no part of me, nothing but extreme cowardice is all you have shown.
Upon arrival in the locker room as safe place you assumed awaited a gift, a charred doll yours to own.
Discard of it you did and lock the door for safety, you should make the most of your time because its only on loan.
See ya soon Tatum.
Faith*
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