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Every piece of furniture I am becoming attached
Is that possible?
Nah cannot be
You cannot become attached to things - personal things
Just like you cannot become attached to people
I am tired of being the mannequin
Guinea pig - whatever you call it
For God to try His hands on
I am not too sure if I want to be the first in everything
It seems I got hit the hardest
Just like the first born
The parent likes to try everything
And learn it along the way
And they go easier on the later born
That is the way I feel
First it's a yay
Now it's nay
Make up Your mind
Or You can have both
Just take both off
As I don't want it neither
Tired of dealing with You
Don't want to deal with You no more
Go - no go
Don't matter to me
As I don't give a hooter
Lol whatever
I am getting to a point where I don't really care
See who gives a hoot
I no longer COOPERATE
You can do it all on Your own
As I no longer want it
You think I do?
Well You can shove it
As it no longer means s to me
Just the way You want it
Because I cannot do anything that You don't want me to do
But I am doing it
So there
Hope You are happy
And be blessed
And don't ask me for anything
Because the answer is going to be "no"
I mean it
Don't

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