and say, I'll love you till the end,
I mean, I'll love you till you force me to love myself less,
therein kill my soul for you.
That is not love on your part.
That is pain and self-hatred.
And I will play that part no more.
Love for myself is the gift I give to this world.
A praise to God,
A strong woman for my son,
A thank you to my parents.
You love me not.
And now I know.
Be gone, for I am finally free.
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