Me
I am myself
Regardless of where I come from
No need to reaffirm
I am myself
Regardless of what you dare to spurn.
For i am at the point of no return
I am myself
And its none of your concern
A collection of poems written by aquintaine
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Melancholia.
Poetrymelancholy, blithe and bewildered poesies this is not a place you'd want to enter
