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My self. It is you that challenges me so.
I can't stand you and Freud said I'm obsessed with you.
I don't have to like you to love you, so I love you with all of me.
You mirror my brain and mimic my heart; just leave me alone.
Take away everything, but leave me with my love, I pray.

My love. In reality you are my strength.
You romanticize everything, and set me up to fail.
I believe in your power, but I don't believe in you. You are unreal.
It's ok. Pain is fuel -- vehicle me to heaven, but be sure to stop by Paris.
Drop me in front of the Eiffel Tower so that you can watch me smile.


My world. You are just another sweet love song;
You burn my ears and freeze my heart.
My heart is bleeding -- and though love is a must, I choose infatuation.
The freedom I choose is the same freedom that chains me up.
I try breaking away, but love is elastic.
Draw me near so that I can run far, far away.

- JTE