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Sep 2011
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
November Gold
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