by Nathawyn Proby

Created on: April 28, 2010

Respect is what I want when you are released from my womb to return to the tomb that formed you from clay as you lie between my thighs and look in my eyes to defy my worth. It got started with me as she wanted you as we would do the do to the music that called me names with some shame and blame.

You are the man who was suppose to love me respect me as I do you whether we do or not the do that made me realize in your eyes that we are so much more made from our Creator not a hater but love in the deepest form as we attempt to arrive from the dead and become alive in The Word attacked  by deception lacking affection.

Yet you say you love me respect me as you slay me hate me and forget SOMEONE LOVED YOU WHEN YOU REFUSED TO VIEW
 we were created from love that we abused and misused and listen to me sharing the blame for your game where you disrepect .... your best opportunity yet... to repent.

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