by Adam Rakestraw
(Cincinnati, Ohio, USA)

I celebrate myself, and I sing myself.

My passion for things I love,

Is like the passion of creation.

Everyone loves to create,

but not to take responsibility for failure.

The obsession of a simple delicacy

can lead to infatuation.

Loving something so much,

is something the world does not understand.

Sometimes, when the world feels down,

it takes pleasure from causing others pain.

But yet I sit here feeling this way,

Putting the heart in heartbreak.

The world cares about itself,

this is something we all do.

But the greatest love of all is loving someone else

more than you love yourself.

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