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Confession .39. I’m Ok, I Got Me, I’m Good…

This time, keep Yours cause I got mine…
I ain’t never met nobody better
Nobody loves me like me…

Confession .39.  I'm Ok, I Got Me, I'm Good...

I lied.

I said I was ok with it.  With all of it.  With being stabbed in the back, with being made to believe that things were ok, with being told there were feelings there only to have them ripped away from me.  I said I was ok.  I said I should have expected it.  After all, fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice…

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Confession .38. Sometimes You Gotta Burn Some Bridges Just To Create Some Distance…

You ever wonder what we could’ve been?
You said you wouldn’t and you fucking did.
Lie to me, lie with me, get your fucking fix.
Now all my drinks and all my feelings are all fucking mixed…

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“Feeling used, but I’m still missing you.  And I can’t see the end of this.  Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips.  And now all this time is passing by, but still I can’t seem to tell you why it hurts me every time I see you.  Realize how much I need you.”

She used to be strong.  She used to be… the epitome of independent, feminine strength rolled into a romantically submissive package.  The woman who could manage with the best of them but still come home and sit at Daddy’s feet and be perfectly content.

She used to be strong…

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