I have always been too much, I was always over thinking too much and I will always be too much. Too intelligent, too free spirited, too much woman. There was never a time where you could handle me because being a woman I always made you feel powerless and I overwhelmed you with sensations of your mind being awakened. I always had the last word and I always left you speechless. And one thing I will always be is better than you who thought he could handle a woman, but your hands were far too small to hold me and your grip was never tight enough to have me.

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