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Jul 2014
This is me
I'm that girl staring back
It's a distortion.
A figment of my imagination.
No, this isn't me.
But it's real and it exists.
How could it possibly be fabricated?
It isn't fictitious. It's genuine.

A smile so infectious
A blank expression
Body present
Eyes vacant
Life absent
The mind it screams

Poison
Innocence
Addiction
Guilt
Freedom
This is madness
This is me.


© maria.who

(Comment below please)
This was the title of a novel I was planning about a year ago? Unfortunately I never got round to it, nor did I plan it out which means I've forgotten what the plot was. By writing this , it should hopefully re jog my memory and if not, come up with a better one!
Maria
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Maria  W o n d e r l a n d
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