I don’t think things through

Everything that loves me cries

Everyone that loves me dies

A little bit on the inside

Everything that loves me triesto change my nature but it won’t budge

Everyone who loves me learns

I am too headstrong and heartdistant

To only bring joy to the eyes

And that is why I lie
Here
Alone.

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