“I let go, and it felt so damn good to lose control to no longer be trapped in your cryptic hold I let go relinquished the fire in my heart, that popped and sparked for you It felt nothing like defeat I found the real me I let go Of a love that consumed me devoured me from the inside out I had my doubts but this is the liberation that I was looking for I let go and my heart is free I didn’t know giving up on love could feel this damn good I didn’t know that throwing in the towel would get me here on this crossroads of me and I Where I’ve I regained my pride regurgitated, forced that shit back up and put all the bullshit aside and found who I really was a fighter, who despite of the fucked up situation refused to lose concentration didn’t succumb even though her battles couldnt be won this bitch knew she’d win the war because she knew what she was fighting for I found the mold of a woman who refused to take second best or give her pride to a man who’d hide behind his member who tried to dismember her heart chamber by chamber valve by valve ventricle by ventricle put me through a lifetime full of every emotion you could possibly imagine in the span of 13 long dogged months and its funny it took 13, yes lucky number 13 months to rid you from my soul because the number represents the day you became another woman’s punishment and were no longer Gods burden Lucky number fucking 13 God let go, and so do I of the lack of man who couldn’t deal with the Real Me who couldn’t bear that he’d have to kick His Ways because he’d come across The Real Thing A lucky little creature who was lucky enough to be loved by me lucky enough to be etched into the histories of Love Lost and Love Found by me, Found by me 13 was someone who couldn’t see the simple beauty in a woman who knows who she is The Lack of Man who feared the power of a woman I let go I let go of the dream that I could change someone, but see through letting you go I’ve realized that I could never change a person who hides behind lies Too blinded by lust to realize that it’s God knocking on their door That’s right, I I and I, Jah, Frankie, Me am equal to the one who forsake you I came her to take you back to rid you of your demons for you I gave up my pipe dreams of love But I and I In all my feminine divinity know that you are not Lucky, Unlucky number 13 you’re a curse upon this earth for the girls who dont know their self worth who dont have enough understanding to put themselves first who dont know arithmetic in dancing with the Devil You’re karma, here to disarm and harmnand harden hearts but I and I don’t possess one of these faulty forms of sustenance that often find us in duress that too often make us feel second best On the crossroads of me and I I and I multiplied and I found the I in I and became I and I something divine ever present for all time On the crossroads I’ve realized that I could never change someone who doesn’t know who they are I let go, of an unlucky number 13 I let go and got so far, the crossroads became my home I and I, saw that 13 could only make 2, 3 or 4 and I and I represents so much more I and I saw the rationality in numbers and lets face it, love is never rational and I and I is Love and true True Number may be infinite but they represent infinities in simplicity and I’d much rather represent them in presidencies, so I will set a precedent for thee and I will show you what I and I means I and I am ever-present in this universe, in you and them in your family and friends I said I’d be here until the end and here I stand I and I in all my glory to rid myself of the lucky, Unlucky number 13 I and I , I let go 13 (I a n d I I l e t g o 1 3 ) I’m even present in you, that’s present in me I’m even present in the you that’s present in the me I will haunt you not with my hate, but with my love Unlucky Lucky, Lucky Unlucky number 13 — Frankie Reese, November 2011. ”