When You Can't Love Yourself

 

Heart hangs heavy like raindrops on the window

Tears fall like rose petals in the first chill of autumn wind

Hope shone bright like the moon at midnight

Eclipsed by the shadow of self

Thus, like the tears, the blood runs red

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