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Self Love

Jan 9, 2025
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Updated: Jul 25, 2025

By Ayesha Siddiqua


Maybe you’ll forget me, maybe you’ll hate me

Maybe you’ll leave me, maybe you’ll blame me


But I’ll be the same, not for you but for me, 

I’m fit in my frame

I’ll always love me like I always do, 

no matter if I hate you or forget you too


That’s the promise I did to me, I can’t lose me 

if I be with me, if I be with me 


By Ayesha Siddiqua



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