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Its been 3 years since you left, Never call nor a text,

i really can't understand this i fucking loved you to death,

So why was my precious love treated with pain from neglect,

How dare you act like we held you back from a life of success!,

For you iv'e shed so many tears and punched through so many walls but the pain from my bleeding knuckles isn't the worst of all,

Its telling my little sisters "DAMN SHE GONE JUST MOVE ON!"

You just don't know the pain you've caused the bleeding hearts you've created,

You took my kind soul and enclosed it in hatred,

you made it so hard for me to ever trust a girl in fact i lack respect for most of them in this world,

but i found somebody who truly loves me dearly so even though you broke and bent she fixed me quickly and gently,

So even without you i'll become a great man,

im an intellectual exceptionally young black man,

So even though there's tears in my hands and bruises on my fist and a long ass list of words i wanna assault you with,

I simply Won't because my Father raised a better man that - Devonte Mack