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Nov 2015
It's like I'm waiting to be myself again
Like I'm not ready yet,
Like Im clay already molded,
But sitting in the oven baking,
Still a little soft
Not ready to face the world yet
I know who I am,
I know who the girl inside is
Maybe you vaguely remember her
From long ago, it's been so long
She's coming back
You just can't see her yet
Trust me, you just can't see her yet
I feel like only I can understand what I'm saying in this poem. If it's confusing just forget it
Rj
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Rj
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