"Why you wanna see me fall? What's your motivation in seeing me fall, when you put me on a pedalstool I never wanted to be on. You say I deserve it by the look in your eyes, and that sneaky smile you give me, just questioning how you wanna see my demise, when all I wanted was companionship. Crazy enough I have to deal with foes seen and unseen, but to have you as my woman, you'd rather see me depression and broken. How I loved to see you rise, your crown to glow, and would never call you a bitch or a hoe, raise my hand to you, but in your eyes, you would love to see me fall. My question is why? When I never sought to see you down. But, I guess we have different agendas in this game called love."
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