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For 3 1/2 years I was your lustful toy, emotionally, physically- battered and torn, No hope for a heart whose path was less treaded by love, one whose path was brutally worn, I've seen with my eyes I wasn't befitting to be your prize, because of the lies I know the truth, I had to learn that love is not saying "I love you" but it's all in the things you do, Can't regret a thing that happened between me and you just have to be glad we're through- there's no more pain, plus on top of it all when you left me i never cried because after what you did to me & lied to your family and friends that i am the one who hurt you by cheating on you or hitting you. Please I never cheated on you and never laid a hand on you. And im glad you left because I've seen that hurt as one reason to fly past the tears and the option of years of being broken because you couldnt be a man all you ever wanted to do was abuse me, controled me, and when i stood up to you, you didnt like it. you tried to over power me and it wasnt working. i knew how abusive men are. i left a 4year relationship to only be in a 3 year relationship that was just like the 4year one.. now that i am out of your hands and you went and found another one to abuse and control all i will say to her is GOOD LUCK. & for you sweetie I unconditionally loved you until you hurt me in so many ways so now I'm glad we're through. What a blessing to have my mind back, and escape the hell of lust Knowing God didn't put you here for me to give my heart to, God didn't design that thing we called "us" See- you're the person that you are because that is who life has made you, -played you-never have I ever But the fact that you mistook your lust for love, played the game, and dealt the right hand to me -that was clever, They say we all need a little dirt to grow well the dead in me has arisen, now I'm livin' Understanding my heart's capabilities, living life accordingly, God-fearin' See God gave me the vision, and he's waiting on me to be patient enough to receive, And I use to not have any faith in love, but now I do believe,  I recall a man told me I was too loving, and one told me I was too much for him The other told me that I wasn't going to be loved by anyone -that I was going to be nothin' But the thing about a man named GOD, he told me that is the past That those who are last shall be first, and those who are first shall soon be last I don't regret loving you, I regret the bridge didn't burn too fast See what hurts a man is when you stop moping over the pain, MAKE yourself a name, & Stop worrying about being what he has and start being proud to be what he had! not only that I have always listen to what my grandpa has always told me from the time i was a little girl to the time he pasted aways and still to this day i still listen to what he says and that is never let NO man ever walk all over me. and take control of my well being...