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I curled my hair a bit
She blabbered the same
words
though stayed in my pajamas
romancing Rhett Butler in the novel
I bestowed upon some self- love
Before stepping out
I wanted ‘not to change’ my skin color
With a dab from foundation stick
I painted myself in self -love
My baby, who ran up to
me
For 10 times on repeat
Her smile evident of ‘self-love’
When I could get angry, or sad
laugh hard, or just lay flat
I indulged in self love
Chucking off those silly conventions
Fearlessly adorned that badge of 'misfit’
I confided in self love
Not taking his abusive shit ever again
I rose up and walked off
I idealized self-love
They asked,
Why so mean?
Can’t you be selfless?
I answered, “It’s self-love”.
Why so mean?
Can’t you be selfless?
I answered, “It’s self-love”.
Given a choice to
exercise
Would tell them a difference between
Ego and self-love
The more these words echo in my mind
The better it feels, yes! one of a kind
Self-loving folks, I clap for you
Bow down and relate to you
For to love another, first
Would tell them a difference between
Ego and self-love
The more these words echo in my mind
The better it feels, yes! one of a kind
Self-loving folks, I clap for you
Bow down and relate to you
For to love another, first
Smile at the image in
the mirror
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