I LOVE YOU ONLY<br> IT'S HARD TO PRETEND<br> I'M SCREAMING LONELY<br> HOW MUCH MORE DO I CONTEND<br><br> I MASK THE FACES<br> THIS FEAR IS SURREAL<br> STUCK LEAVING TRACES<br> OF THOUGHTS I HARBOR REAL<br><br> YOU MAKE ME OPEN<br> IT'S TOUGH TO IMMERSE<br> MY CONSTANT HOPING<br> CAN'T STOP, IT'S GROWING ALL THE WORSE<br><br> I LOVE MY CHILDREN<br> THE LIVES OF A DREAM<br> MY GLORIES WILTED<br> FROM THEIR SINGLE BROKEN SEAM<br><br> I BLEED IN TRICKLES<br> THE RED IS OPAGUE<br> THE LIFE IS FICKLE<br> IN MY SCARLET LEMONADE<br>
Reason for writing:
some times we all have reasons to be selfish
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