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Poetry By: ERcubed

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Submitted:Dec 16, 2011    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   

Just being myself, then

along came you. Walk

into my world. Now

you know who I am,

but I am a chamaelon.

Always changing my colors

I'm never the same, are

You likfe me? Constantly

changing, no identity.

I am a pretender, but

who am I really?

This poem was originally entitled "Pretender". Booksie kept telling me "Content Exists with the given title".


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