Anew.

You’ve forgotten how to love.

You’ve forgotten your own worth.

Suppressing your needs for another,

She calls and you answer.

At the beck and calling

Was all you remembered doing.

The beauty of love,

Is that it is mutual.

I’d show you,

If you’d love anew.

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