Self love

I wish there was another me.
Then i would never be lonely.

I want to hold my own hand
across the beach sand.

I want myself to walk with
and to talk with.

I could grow old through the years
and dry my own tears.

I want to kiss myself in the rain.
Maybe then, there would be less pain.

I want to love myself
before anyone else.

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