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i cannot love myself

where is this
section
of night
that found
me sitting,

it began
to fall
over my head,
working
downward,

covering
my senses,
to misunderstand
the hour,

this is
the hours
of lovers,
for lovers
convenience,

i hide my face,
i hide
completely,
i can give
my love away,

but not
to myself.
Written by wolfatthedoor1966
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