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I feel betrayed in all his abuse, After all he has done and put me through, He thought forgiveness gave him rights, Using love to win his own fight, The battle had nothing to do with loving me, He spews out what he's just grasped like he's known for centuries, Egotistical mania must you know better?, While your struggle is now, its not in the latter, You'll keep repeating until you have learned, To stop using love for your image, ya heard!, Why do you think I'm no where to be found?, Give me a call when you get off yourself, When you can be honest, and your intentions are true, I will be able to honor, love, and respect you, If you want to live for your image, you can do it by yourself, You can't fool me, just everybody else, If losing one real love is worth a thousand votes, Than you have lost sight of what matters the most.

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