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"No matter what you do to me, I'm still here. For some odd reason, I stick around and put up with all your unkind words. I just let your comments roll off me into a puddle on the floor. I make up excuses on why you didn't call … try to think of all the answers. I keep going back for more even though sometimes you push me away. You're quick to push me down when all I want is to be brought up. When I walk out for good, when I really gain the strength I need … then maybe you will see. Maybe you can look back and say, "Wow … that girl really did love me."