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Did you think I wouldn't win?
That I wouldn't beat you in the end?
O victory,my long lost friend,
I used to think the wounds you inflicted would never mend
My pride, my spirit, my being, you did offend,
Id beg of God for the strength to leave you please lend,
That our relationship was healthy I'd try and pretend,
I'd make excuses for the mental and physical pain I was in,
For every bruise,knot,and broken bone,
For every night,after all your promises,I was left alone,
For every lie uncovered and every dirty truth I was shown,
For every time you'd ignore me and hit reject on that phone,
For all the fake "love making"and every deceitful moan,
For all the fucking needles you'd so graciously loan,
For all the times you'd scream at me in that haunting tone,
For all the times you broke my heart and made that shit known,
For all the times you threw me away, you must need to be shown,
Now that I'm clean and determined to stay quit,
And I can be happy, not crying, and throwing fits,
And I'm working on my life instead of getting lit,
And I realize I don't want to spend it getting hit,
And I see now that I was the best you'll ever get,
Because as an addict I was STILL better,but sober I'M THE SHIT!!