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She was in love with herself, and how couldn't she be? Her heart was torn to shreds, and yet love was all it bled, Her mind was lost in a maze of lies, And yet it dreamt of touching the skies, Her soul was burned and wrenched, Yet from the ashes she was born again. Yes, she was in love with herself, And why shouldn't she be?
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 1:24 PM UTC
In Love With Herself
She was in love with herself, and how couldn't she be? Her heart was torn to shreds, and yet love was all it bled, Her mind was lost in a maze of lies, And yet it dreamt of touching the skies, Her soul was burned and wrenched, Yet from the ashes she was born again. Yes, she was in love with herself, And why shouldn't she be?
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 1:24 PM UTC
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