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Feb 2021
I see you
Following after that boy
You've attached your soul to him
He treats you like a hag
While you treat him like a king
He puts you down
And ***** your spirit
We all tell you of this
But you refuse to hear it
And it's the you that we
Knew
Before he made you do
All the things so not you
That we sorely miss
Written by
Krista Delle Femine  50/F/Massachusetts
(50/F/Massachusetts)   
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