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Starting Over

So, I'm starting over again, Why is this thought in my brain, That patterns repeat for everyone, For me, good men appear to be none, Control freaks take a sweet witch, And turn her into a right *****, You can't please bullies, let's say, I suppose I'll learn that one day, This pattern long held in my brain, Being a doormat is a drain! So, I'm starting over again.

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