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Jan 2019
Loving someone else more than you do yourself.

A romanticized ideal,
but a so very scary one.

How can one love so much?
I still do not understand.

Is it beautiful or foolish?
I have yet to decide.

Maybe because I have not met the one yet,
or because it is all a myth.

I guess only time can answer my questions.
In this poem, I do not mean loving your family, I mean a lover as in a significant other
Written by
Ciel  18/F
(18/F)   
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