Love is Selfish

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I roam around a forest alone
I bring every bit of me 
Something heavy to carry on my journey
So gave it to everyone I see
I gave them too much of me 
Even if I know they'll leave me behind 
But I'd realize I gave them a piece of me
To somehow make them realize
What they will lose when it's all gone.

Now, would you still call it love?

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