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DO YOU THINK OF ME
I think of you often...
I think of your touch...
I think of your love...
I think of how I messed up...
I miss you sooo much...
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
I think of how you beat me...
I think of how you broke me...
I think of how you slept with anything in a skirt...
I think about all the lies,
all the pain, and all the hurt...
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
Didn't I apologize?
Didn't I look you straight in the eyes?
Didn't I stop after that last punch?
Didn't I pay for you to do your nails and take you out to lunch?
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
I think of all the bruises...
I think of all the broken promises...
I think of all those direct hits to the face and all the times you physically attacked me...
I think of how you damaged me beyond repair than actually tried to fix things by bribeing me...
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
Listen, I want you back...
I don't care about any of that crap...
Stop talking about the past...
That slick mouth of yours is one of the reasons I use to beat ya ass...
I'm not gonna live without you...do you hear me? For your love I'd kill...
If I can't have you bitch...no one else will!
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
I see you're still the same
Even after everything...you still haven't changed...
You're still violent...you're still abusive...
you're still vulgar...your still offensive...
you haven't evolved at all as a man...
you're still just a little boy...fighting to be a man...
Well guess what?
I'm not that scared, insecure little girl anymore,
I'm not a punching-bag, I'm not afraid to be alone, and I'm not your bitch, slut or whore!
I have a name even though you never really saw me
I am happy, I am stable, I am finally free...
So I will say this to you for the very last time...
I don't want nor need you...
do yourself a favor: grow up, seek help and move on with your life...
I think of your touch...
I think of your love...
I think of how I messed up...
I miss you sooo much...
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
I think of how you beat me...
I think of how you broke me...
I think of how you slept with anything in a skirt...
I think about all the lies,
all the pain, and all the hurt...
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
Didn't I apologize?
Didn't I look you straight in the eyes?
Didn't I stop after that last punch?
Didn't I pay for you to do your nails and take you out to lunch?
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
I think of all the bruises...
I think of all the broken promises...
I think of all those direct hits to the face and all the times you physically attacked me...
I think of how you damaged me beyond repair than actually tried to fix things by bribeing me...
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
Listen, I want you back...
I don't care about any of that crap...
Stop talking about the past...
That slick mouth of yours is one of the reasons I use to beat ya ass...
I'm not gonna live without you...do you hear me? For your love I'd kill...
If I can't have you bitch...no one else will!
DO YOU THINK OF ME?
I see you're still the same
Even after everything...you still haven't changed...
You're still violent...you're still abusive...
you're still vulgar...your still offensive...
you haven't evolved at all as a man...
you're still just a little boy...fighting to be a man...
Well guess what?
I'm not that scared, insecure little girl anymore,
I'm not a punching-bag, I'm not afraid to be alone, and I'm not your bitch, slut or whore!
I have a name even though you never really saw me
I am happy, I am stable, I am finally free...
So I will say this to you for the very last time...
I don't want nor need you...
do yourself a favor: grow up, seek help and move on with your life...
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