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I can be my own season I can be my own friend and I can love me better than you did I can be my own worst enemy I can shred my own spirit and I can do that better than you did You're really no match for me I'm love and your hate I'm open and your closed Sometimes I'm difficult and sometimes your impossible I push you pull Yin and Yang... I hate you I love you and then I hate you more; You love me you hate me and then you'll hate you some more For all of the hell you created once it seeps in what you've done and how much you've lost you'll sink; I'll rise I WIN; nice try
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Sep 29, 2011
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