I’m just envious about myself,
For there are million reasons,
But one perturbed me,
The most.
It’s the notion,
That kindles me alive,
Of losing myself,
Over you.
I love the feeling,
It’s just you in the conclusion.
That kindles me alive,
The notion of losing,
Myself over you.
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