These two thoughts came to me while I was dreaming about hiding in Trump Tower, but the dream was not about Trump. I don’t think.

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You taught me to be more of what you needed — compliant, obedient, a masquerader.
I taught you to be more of what I needed — doer of everything I deem too hard or scary.
And I became a mutant, unrecognizable as the person I was before you ruined me.
And you just hit replay, with someone unsuspecting, as of yet.

— AND —

Your behavior makes it hard for me to buy into the story you’re telling me, of who you are, and what you value.

 

 

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