who am I

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: May 26, 2017

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Submitted: May 26, 2017

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Sometimes I feel like  I am not the me I'm  Supposed to be. In the mirror there are eyes Looking back at A disguise someone Else molded. Even though you  Held me together My soul was still Severed and I can't find All of the pieces To make me remember Who I was. Before the scars on my Heart made its beating Erratic and before  Every song that I heard Went from lyric Tostatic.  Before the touch of a hand Made my blood run cold, Before the sight of you  Started getting old. While the thought of  Living without you Makes my smile fade A smile that I made To oust the darkness; Sometimes I wonder What happened to the Younger me that  Yearned to be free.


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