Myself
Why does a heart break?
And why must it always happen to me?
You must suppose that I am not true to myself
How can I be genuine if I do not know myself?
The judgment I place on me is more hurtful than yours
I spare no cruelty in the mirror of life
I am unrelenting in the retrospect
I live in fear of myself
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