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Mar 2015
I want to look in the mirror
And see someone else,
Anyone else
I don't want to be me any more.

But I am me, I am me,
And I have to be me,
Until I die. And then I wont
Wake up again.

I won't be someone else.
I won't be me.
I'll be nothing,
Dirt, in the ground.
Written by
Erica Ruth  Redding, CA
(Redding, CA)   
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