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This Is Me

When I watch you

hidden like a shadow

screaming, yearning to be heard

before the light encompasses you


when I watch you

standing on a street corner

with nothing left but a notebook in hand

Dreaming, wishing to be heard

before the darkness teaches you

I say

when I watch you

you broken pencil trying to rewrite the past

you once hoped the most hopeless of hopes

you used to be the author of your own little word

this is me

as I watch my very own devastation I find it difficult to believe

this is me.

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