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I Will Rise

I’m about to call it quits. One more f*cking Moron and I’ll be sick. I let you walk all over me not once not twice…. I lost count. Now I’m labeled conspicuous Because I attract all the d*cks. wasn’t it you who said you’ll stick around through Thick and thin? Now when the tough get going you hide like a b*tch! How many more “demons” do I have to wave through Let me go. Set me free. I don’t wanna be apart of you and your evil. I’m not asking to live like Mario and Peach. But enough is enough I’m tired of the blows. I bent over backwards to save your as* And in the end you put me last. Who were the one who carried you when you were “weak” Broke bread with you so to speak. I was your bank when you couldn’t stand on your own damn feet. So I’m walking away with my head held high. They will be no more cries. No more tears run down these cheeks. Get behind me mother f*cker. You are beneath my cleats! 12/02/12

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Date: 3/10/2020 8:06:00 PM
You have put into words what I am sure others are trying to escape. Not an easy piece to articulate. You have made a fair fist of it. If you are writing from personal experience I hope putting it into words has helped. Regards David in NZ
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