ThoughtsA Poem by LanaPeople I love have an expiration date They always leave Until I only got myself to love I depend on it In the end I have to love me And in the days my battery is low And I reject myself I end up at the precipice of death It's a dangerous game You got to love yourself You only got yourself to love You depend on it
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