Self love
The hurts you can't express
The love you cannot give up
Tears are familiar, happiness a distant foe.
Walking on tiptoe, pain stabbing through the muscle
Endorphin's clash with oxytocin gentle might
Pain so vivid, hearts breaking to million pieces
Self love it is....
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