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Apr 2018
The pieces of me that are more you than me don't like the parts of me that are more me than you.

This means to say that when I met you, you infected me with your heart and your mind,
You left parts of yourself in me
So clearly that sometimes when you look at me, you see a mirror
You painted my body with your own colors, making me something different entirely

However beautiful this might seem,
There are parts of you that do not like me
So the parts of me that you painted so differently
Despise the parts of me that are truly who I'm meant to be.
This is the first part of a complete poem, but it stands on its own
Jessica
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Jessica  18/F/California, US
(18/F/California, US)   
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