Selfish
Everyone has everything else.
This one is for me.
Tired of hearts empty and lost,
Searching for the key.
Thoughts of lonliness' cold grasp,
Locked inside, now free.
The sick hunger for any pain,
Has just let me be.
No waiting for the proposal.
No man on one knee.
There's nothing left but happiness.
My soul's full of glee.
Everyone can have everything
Because I have me.
person to rot your brain here!
You are the
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