Keepsakes of days you want to remember
Though you’re sure you’d recall them anyway
A ticket stub fondled to illegibility
The only one you ever felt was eligible
You didn’t know whether she felt it herself
You didn’t think to ask
Because you’re selfish
So you thought of yourself
In all things saw yourself
So when self hatred duly came
You hated the world just the same.
Alchemisland 
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