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Apr 12
I'd like to thank personally                                                       ­                   
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For all the years of misery                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                     
That you have inflicted on me                                                               ­         
                                                       ­                                                                 ­  While I gave of myself endlessly                                                        ­            
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You always treated me like ****           
                                                                        ­                                                         Telling me that I deserved
it                                                               ­                   
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And yes, it hurt quite a bit                                                              ­                  
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I'm glad to say I am past all of it                                                               ­                                                                 ­                                
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 You really hit below the belt                                                             ­         
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Making me hate even myself                                                           ­           
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Oblivious to how I felt                                                             ­                     
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You lit the fire, watched me melt                                                             ­           
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I absorbed your every blow                                                             ­                 
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I didn't have the sense to know                                                             ­         
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That I could just turn & go                                                               ­               
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  and in return I would then grow                                                             ­                                                                 ­        
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Through God's strength & mercy                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                     
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He had a different plan for me                                                              
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He opened my eyes so I could see                                                              ­        
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That you weren't worthy of me                                                               ­ 
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  Looking back on those dark days                                                             ­           
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  I can't imagine why I stayed                                                           ­                                                             
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  and let a man treat me that way                                                              ­              
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­  and told myself it was okay                                                             ­         
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I have learned from my mistakes                                                         ­         
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That real love is about give & take                                                      
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  the next time, that I fall I'll make                                                             ­                                   
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**** sure my heart isn't at stake
After years of blaming myself, I know it's not me.
Written by
Sherri Woodman  63/F/pa
(63/F/pa)   
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