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Nov 2015
I am my own
I am my own person
My own book
I am my own
Judge
Jury
Prosecutor
Litigator
Defendant
I am my own
I am my own task force
Totally unabashed love of the arts
I am my own critic
My own worst nightmare
I am my own dream
And all the things I feel for you are my own
Not from you
I create
You are merely a spectator to this feat.
You are not worthy of this love you receive
And it may make you the luckiest person
And myself the proudest
There is nothing you give me
That I cannot provide myself
I am mine alone
And now you must wonder
What are you alive for?
You are alive
For the mere fact
That I would be without purpose
Without meaning
Without ambition
Do you understand now?
My self-respect
Is because I love
And who is there to love
Without you.
CC
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CC  MNL
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