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Oct 2014
Who am I?
What have I become?
Where did I go?

Questions, left unanswered
Or rather unable to answer.

I am me,
But so wrapped in the idea of my sexuality,
my identity means nothing
"that ***"
that's all they see me as.
But I am more!
I demand to be seen as more!

But until I look into the mirror and say
"That's me"
they have every right.

I AM that ***
I AM that queer
that lost soul.
but
I am me
and that's all I want to be.
Viola Densden
Written by
Viola Densden  Cape Town, South Africa
(Cape Town, South Africa)   
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