I cannot hurt you anymore.

Because I hurt myself.

Because my love for you.

Like is my love for I am.

Me, myself and you

In response to the knock on the door

I ran to open it and it was me, I was floored

Then my ear itches and I reached

Only to fall out of my ear, oh dear.

I flossed myself out from my grainiest smile

And lay on the tips of my eyelashes

I collected my thoughts and myself in a file

I burned it and rose from the ashes.

 

I swam an ocean so I can arrive in time

To be the reflection of myself looking down

I made myself smile although I was kicked

In ripples surrounding my ankles.

I can spell my name with my eyes closed

I know you can spell yours too

The message in this rhyme is enclosed

I hope you don’t mind I chose your alley

To pass through.

This poem is about: 
Me

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