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Feb 2011
you've convinced yourself
that the difference between
it was supposed to be me
and it is me
is so small
that it barely plays a role
in your everyday life

when in actuality,
it bites at your every
waking
sleeping
dreaming
thought, gnawing at
your incompetencies
displaced by your own
inability to cope with your
failures.
Written by
Grace L
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