When I’m going down
I don’t want you to follow me
You come around and the best of me is known
But when you leave I fall apart, yea I’m a mess, you see
And loving me is a work of art
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A Short Poem I Wrote on How to love (me)
Don’t send me money
Don’t send me flowers
‘Cause I don’t want nothin’,
If you ain’t got time.
I’d rather be
Alone for hours,
Than lonely with the one
That I call mine.