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The hardest thing to do: loving yourself


I don't crave

and want your love.

I will push you away

and make you hurt until

the blood in your mouth reminds you of me.

The only love I care to receive is from myself,

and although you may call me selfish

I am doing it for you.

Until I find the strength to love myself,

I will not

and cannot

let you love me.

 

 

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nguyenkatherine
<p>I am a stranger to myself.</p>

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