Self Loved

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What best for me rest on me
Withstanding the nightmare of fantasy
Surrounded by parasite sucking through their eyes
Forever strong,blossom as the sun shines
Without that same minds
Life would never have turn right

Moving fast as the thought flow
Never lack the substance to make dining memorable
All wave brought the grain of hate down my path
Inspired by the gift that stimulated agony, now a product of harmony

All wish never came through
Murder by the very anxiety
Stealing the breads that was offered for fee
Giving the attention that was never needed
What else could one ask for?

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