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Nov 2014
My heart melts for the
blue sky and sunshine
My nose tingles at
the smell of rain
My lungs fill with the sweet
air of flowers and trees
I am Me

She cringes at sunlight and sees blue skies dull
The rain reminds her to reminisce in the pain
The air makes her lungs feel empty
She is she

People are incredible even in catastrophe
Life is wonderful even when we cannot see
And love dances with hate oh so gracefully
I am Me

People are people
People are pain
Life is pain
As long as you're
a player of its game
Love is a victim of hate
The meek shadow
In its sugary fame
She is she

I am beautiful
A piece of a puzzle
Good and evil
But still the same shuttle
I am both the rainbow and puddle
I am Me

She is ugly and wicked
Rightfully so
Karma for all those she sickened
And when grace falls she knows she will not be ripe for the pickin
She is she

I was once ill
So I took a few
Few more pills
I was once dark
Comfortably so
So I let the roots grow
I was once lost
Buying unfinished maps
At a foolish cost
I was once she
But she was never Me
Rachel Ueda
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Rachel Ueda
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