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You’re Daddy’s Girl

I’m tired of you claiming love independence and playing matchmaker for yourself.

I was the one who invented love. I created your heart and put it in your chest.

You've been devaluing yourself.

I said you’re a 31 but you claim 10.

I said you’re worth more than rubies but you say rhinestones.

You have the audacity to tell me your wants and needs. I’m the one who ordered your steps.

You know yourself. You were in my thoughts my concept and then conceived

You want a functional relationship with dysfunctional beliefs.

The man of your dreams is manifestation of corrected mistakes.

I know the man of your dreams; I created you while he was asleep. He is a manifestation of me.

You’re looking for tall, dark, and handsome. You won’t find this man because he has my face.

You’re Daddy’s Girl, let me explain to you what that means.

Any man that wants you has to come to me.

I loved you some much, I proposed on a cross. I allow him to come to you on his knee.

We spend a lot of time together I know you love me. Now trust me.

I heard your heart break saw the wounds turn to scars. I put you back together and he will love every seam.

Baby girl he prays every night for you. He begs me for a glimpse of your face. He isn’t ready yet and until then your identity I keep sacred.

You’re Daddy’s Girl and your heart I will keep safe. You have to give it to me and trust me with this thing.

I have to prepare this man for you. You must understand unless he looks like me, he will be foreign to you.

I need to cut out his conditions to be unconditional. I have to fix his heart to make him whole.

You’re Daddy’s Girl I promise it will be worth it. Now stop the crying, asking questions, and sleepless nights.

 Now come and rest in my heart. You’re Daddy’s Girl

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