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I'm weak, or so you say

But you tell me I'm not dainty enough 

Not woman enough 

Not pretty enough 

You're known to have contradicted yourself just as the very words you've followed all your life 

You call me a push over 

Yet also headstrong 

                 stubborn 

                 ruthless 

                aggressive

                Immovable.

But I know that I have something better 

Something beautiful 

Something like love ❤️ 

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