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TBaby1988
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Over You...

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first love

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Why tell me you like me,
When you see another face looking my way.
Why tell me you love me,
When you know you really don’t feel that way?
Why all the secrets, bull and lies
Then when I confront you about it,
Its baby I love you and all other denies
The way you treat me baby
Hurts as bad as getting shot
And I’m so tired of staying
Thinking you’re all I got
I should just leave
Just say *** all the fights
The misleading conversations
The cold and lonely nights
Why do I stay and continue
To tell people I’m fine
Why do I continue to take up for you’re ass
Knowing it’s you who’s out of line
How can you treat me like this?
After two long years
It feels as though loving you
Has only gotten me trust issues and tears
You’re always hanging out
And never here when most needed
How did I pair up with someone
So selfish and conceded
As I sit here and write
I think about ways to just get away
And how to see through the bull
You’ll say just to make me stay
Reminiscing all day
About your powerful and painful touch
And finally realizing
That I can’t take anymore. This too much
The places where you used to kiss me
Are now replaced with dreadful scars
Got me all ***ed up and always drunk
Running the streets to find Bars
This isn’t me
How could I allow myself into thinking this is right?
Love isn’t about control or abuse
Or being filled to the top with fright
But it’s going to be ok
For I have learned how to pray
You are just a bad waste of my past
I’m looking towards a better day
I want you gone!
Out of my life for good
I refuse to continue to settle for less
I will be treated as I know I should
For I’ve found my higher hope
I now accept his presence
No more being blind by your beautiful eyes
And your beautiful essence
I made a promise to myself
To never sell myself short again
This promise I plan on keeping
Until my life meets its end…

..I found me!
 

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