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
No access for the wicked To my heart destroyed The fact I am still breathing Don`t bring them any joy No matter they will try to see it To ...
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