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"stupid"

Okay i believe you now,

"You called me stupid"

So many times,
Without really listening to anything I've said,
You called me paranoid,
Further implantation within my head,
You twisted me up,
.....Then called me crazy,

"Okay the truth is i was"

I was " stupid, crazy, paranoid,

I was stupid believing your words

I was crazy believing your words

Your words created my paranoia,

But most importantly i was

"stupid"
Believing in you,
and
Not believing in me.

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Yesenia Acevedo

For me this hit a nerve I can not explain. All I can say is well said nardine a strong powerful write.

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you sweetheart, i think this write speaks for many, sadly, it wasn't how i wish to be treated, or a way i wanted to treat myself in reflection, love to you yesenia , beautiful name by the way xoxo

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Ravindra Kumar

Human tendency,..flame of frequently vaporizing glamorous glassy clusters of emotions,..cute.

Ravindra Kumar 

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Nardine Sanderson

Ravindra Kumar, in happy you somehow think its cute, to live through such is not by any means inviting or cute, much love to you xx

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