Your Own Truth
Looking back, in hindsight, it was never me you spoke about- You only projected your own weaknesses and shortcomings, onto me. All the labels and horrible things, were all you, in reality. You shoved me down to make yourself higher above, and this game of mind control, you incorrectly labelled "LOVE". If you can not love yourself, how can you love me? Maybe you should sift through your own truth- and it can set you free!
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