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Feb 2013
Right.
First things first,
I am not your enemy, tho you may do your worst.
Call me a *****, a ****, bi-polar or mad.....
Oh i'm sorry are you missing your dad?
Dear father where art thou?
You forgot i know this, and i know how;
I know how you long for love after the lust
but you can't, oh you must'nt, you just,
can't, fall in love.
You call me names and think that's ok,
think you gave me free-dom by lettingΒ Β me 'sleep around',
sorry i am not a dog like you, you ******* hound.
You give out words like there is no tomorrow,
but you can block me, but you will feel the sorrow.
Me, oh christ, man i feel free,
nothing can move this woman;
i know who i am and what i be.
(Oh i feel so so good)
You little boy, oh, you have a fit,
I ask for you only, and you don't give a ****.
I am not who you want, but who you need to ****,
but the one to love you; holy cow, wouldn't that be your luck?
I am far beyond you, your words have no reproach,
you love nothing and your ego is a joke.
I give everything to you, because that is who i am
(you're not ******* special, don't you understand!)
But you see this as a threat and your logic takes hold
you start to judge me, and lo and behold!!
I am a "cheater, a mother-****** and a little girl";
well i tell you sonny jim,
you live in a seriously, ****** up, world.
Because i don't need you now, nor did i before,
i was something you could handle,
oh and n.b. i was not your ex before.
And when you lie at night with all those 'easy wanton' girls
you will know they are nothing compared to me,
and my awesome world.
But you lost me, boy,
oh you lost me in the first hour,
you forget that i had the understanding,
the intuitive (i know who you are) power.
Goodbye sweet lover, goodbye little man
because i am done with you now,
I hope your head can understand.
Rachael Stainthorpe
Written by
Rachael Stainthorpe  Huddersfield
(Huddersfield)   
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