I Love Myself
Yes there the heart pun, with pride
Here the sense grows admiration for self.
Every time, my eyes _ see my eyes in the mirror,
Something sparkles and a cherishing smile appears.
Look here the person, alive,
Then a deep breath inculcates, Rushing blood
With so much self-righteous arrogance, it takes
Yes because here is the power,
Look at my face, I rule myself,
Look at eyes, once shed blood,
Look at pause I utter, once broke up
Are powerful and gleaming again.
Yes I love that face that was burned,
The kingdom; along with herself,
Now is alive and with life.
Yes I respect that face, in mirror
You are my pride see, undefeatable I deem.
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