Outcomes would have been different had I put myself first; disappointments would have never resulted in heartache.
Confusion would've never resulted in delusions
Empty promises should have led to dead ends, not open arms.
All this time, I have wasted looking in empty bottles and not a single one could offer a drop of substance.
I'd rather love on myself, enlighten my mind, and delve into the divine energy I possess.
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Mua
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A love letter to myself
PoetryFor every failed talking stage endured, a lesson can be learned: A Love Letter to Myself reflects this sentiment as I share poetry that will have you in your feelings and questioning why you would ever sell yourself short. Come along and embark on t...