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I am a sacred temple Do not corrupt me I am a woman Not your ****** object I do not have to love you Merely because you lay hands on me I don't feel the way you feel I do not need to apologize or feel remorse You are capable of discerning for yourself I am not interested in emotional attachments I am emotionally unavailable I am in love with another Who is capable of appreciating everything I am My soul speaks volumes you are not attuned to hear We are not in sync bio-rhythmically I do not feel that strange pull towards you I once did I do not see you in my dreams I do not surrender to you I do not feel the way I used to And I am grateful I could not bear the agony of being used by you
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
Lies and Illusions
I am a sacred temple Do not corrupt me I am a woman Not your ****** object I do not have to love you Merely because you lay hands on me I don't feel the way you feel I do not need to apologize or feel remorse You are capable of discerning for yourself I am not interested in emotional attachments I am emotionally unavailable I am in love with another Who is capable of appreciating everything I am My soul speaks volumes you are not attuned to hear We are not in sync bio-rhythmically I do not feel that strange pull towards you I once did I do not see you in my dreams I do not surrender to you I do not feel the way I used to And I am grateful I could not bear the agony of being used by you
brea-kirkham
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
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