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May 2017
The last thing
he says he misses
showing me truth
and watching me change
well, maybe not change
He didn't see me change enoughΒ Β 
So when I feel I miss him
and His chocolate cake of kisses
Remind me . . .
what he misses is changing me
But what he MISSED was Me
He missed out on loving who I am, instead he wasted his energy on trying to change me, how sad for him. But it helped me love myself, find my own strength and dignity
Written by
Elioinai  Georgia
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