Tidal Waves Endless
Not until today did I ever think irony could be so legitimately and utterly tangible.
As if I were to inhale any deeper..
I would be drowning in the paradox of utter confliction The conflict of loving myself undoubtedly. So pure and confident. While simultaneously attracting the opposite. Ironically..and unfortunately for myself..
He is the only one i have left.As I would be lying...
if I said i don’t love the unattinable.More than I like myself.
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