Self Love
There was a time I was once running,From all that tortured me,
I was surrendering to the darkness,
To hurt what was unbearable.
Searching for that one thing that set me free,
To be me.
Time to time,
I still stumble upon myself hate,
But now I am beginning to see,
Me.
The love and good in me,
And all that I can become.
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