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Past tense

I look within

My reflection stares

Feeling my skin

Its not what I wear 

Its not what I say 


I cry as I take a step back

who am i?

I feel unfamilar with my own body

The reflection of the body that I just stay


That is why I pretend and play

That I am not the person with whom I pray

Just another body at bay


I cant look myself in the eyes 

Because its always the same

The fear it lies

But has always screamed my name


Tomorrow will come

Shining in guidance 

But until that time

I lay in silence 


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