were even
I’m not going to yell
Fight or even ask why
You put me through hell
And that’s not a lie
I’m not your slave anymore
No longer will I obey
I walked out that door
And just wanted to say
Thanks
For the bruises tears and scars
Thanks
For everything you put me through
Thanks
For the life long lessons
I may hate you
I may never speak to you
I may never see you
But one things for sure
Were even
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tourcherdsoulposted on 07/30/2007
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