Egotistic
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83835
United States
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oh how the wind blows
how the trees bend in honor
how the sky cries out
screaming and Flashing love
for herself,
so selfish, is she not?
to keep such beauty hid
from all eternity.
we have seen but the outmost layer
or her beauty is still hidden
in the brown grass and wilted flowers
that soon turn grey with guilt
for fear of losing her.
so selfish she is
for shielding us
from her true extent
and here i am
asking for one more chance.
so selfish she is
to dare look at me with those eyes
and flash a smile so deep
my soul melts.
and so selfish am i
to envy her handsome.
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