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We are all me.    he makes up my emotion she makes up my devotion.      I am pieces of            smashed glass                haphazardly placed,          half-ass                tried to make something                                      beautiful.       Each of us added to me.     Each of us makes up a certain piece. Does it pay to be cynical                                critical                               invisible? Trying to care makes me                     the same                          as her.                         and them.                            and me.         Trying to be me         makes me, them.       and unfortunately,           we are all me.
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 11:21 PM UTC
I Am Them
We are all me.    he makes up my emotion she makes up my devotion.      I am pieces of            smashed glass                haphazardly placed,          half-ass                tried to make something                                      beautiful.       Each of us added to me.     Each of us makes up a certain piece. Does it pay to be cynical                                critical                               invisible? Trying to care makes me                     the same                          as her.                         and them.                            and me.         Trying to be me         makes me, them.       and unfortunately,           we are all me.
lucy-waits
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 11:21 PM UTC
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