I Have Only Myself

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We met by serendipity,

or so I thought.

I gave you all of me

to you,

but I found myself thrown

in an abyss of

melancholy.

I reached out

to the shining sun above,

while snakes hissed their laughs

with jealousy,

in that moment,

I realized,

I had no one,

but myself

to help.

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