Love Yourself First
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Why you let him get you like that?
He doesnt deserve that kind of power over you!
*inhale*
There you were.
You looked at me and time stopped.
You were hers and I was no ones, but you looked at me anyway.
Love is a rush of emotions
like the current of oceans
it is the color pink and red
where one’s feelings are said
Love lets one fly
in the sky up high
where freedom is everywhere
PRELUDE: Black Out Poem (Warm Up)
A kiss
He was waiting for.
He wanted more of a girl
Who was warm and generous with her praise.
