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Nov 2017
I wanted to be something I was not,
Shedding myself like snake's skin,
I yearned to become,
Desperate, eager, aching.
Craving approval from eyes that weren't my own.

Until I realized...
That they were.

Never realizing that I--
Was good enough.

                      ©Elv
Elysia Veildorn
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Elysia Veildorn  25/F
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