Selfish - Poem by Cassnadra Nuddkebrook
If I should reach out and touch you,
Please do not think that I love you
Anymore then you’re dearest enemy
Or greatest friend.
For in loneliness there is no shame
Or harbored feelings.
If I should cry on your shoulder
Do not think that I cry for you
Or anyone other then myself.
For misery is a selfish thing
And does not need your problems.
If my words should touch your heart
Keep them near,
As if the last thing you will know of me
For I have nothing else to give.
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