Trust love
The first love
Towards oneself
Nothing compares
To it
No matter
What they say
Or want
Or do
Be true
To yourself
Only
This is how
To win this thing
When you are too late And when I am too far gone When I am bound to sip poison in my blood Every day And when I can`t do anything about it...
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