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Let me say I’m sorry, no I’m not the one who committed your rape or abuse, but let me be your apology so I won’t be your punching bag like you were too him, cause I know memories tend to lash out sometimes on men who try to do the right thing, see you’ll never have to worry about me putting hands to your face, unless it’s me embracing you from a long day with a kiss, tupac said you wonder why they called you , well I wonder the same, you are my queen, if I wanted a , she would have four legs and I would command her to get him girl when a stranger stepped on my property, and you are my property, cause God said in marriage your body belongs to me, so let me put a verbal bandage over those scars because sometimes, hands can re open wounds and I don’t wanna touch your past and open it up in your present, cause Santa became a myth a long time ago, allow me into your home which others broke into, rebuild the door and allow me to knock before I enter, because I don’t care how much love you have for me, I only visit when you allow me too, but best believe when I visit, I’m clearing out everything that isn’t of me, so excuse me for the mess I may make, but his gotta go, that gotta go, I don’t know whose socks these are on the floor, but that’s going in the trash too, because the only who is gonna reside in this palace is the one who gives you balance, love, trust, commitment and honor, all evened out on a scale, and I ain’t a libra but I am your leader, follow me as I lead you through the valley of the shadow of death, but death’s shadow is the one that’s hiding, because if he couldn’t kill you before, how the *** can he hurt you with your protector in the midst, all that abuse is over with, no more punches to your face, let that be replaced with love 24 hours a day, this fill up shop never closes, and *** roses, grow the seed that I plant inside of you and allow it to sprout, you are my Garden of Eden, your fruit I will gladly bite into, and when God finds me and ask did you eat from the tree, I will gladly tell him yes, because good food is too precious to rot, especially when previous farmers didn’t know how to properly plow and tend to their fields, and I will only yield to your rebirth when you start to feel less than your worth, then again, I repeat the steps of apologies and actions, because no matter how much I give you, a fraction of pain will always be left, so if i have to repeat steps for a lifetime to make up for their crimes, then that’s just what I’ll have to do, because I truly, love you
