Who am I?
I wasn't who I could beand not who I am,
I saw myself somewhere
and tried to be more you
until me ran out.
I glimpsed myself
around the corner,
blossoming by the roadside,
you trod on me,
you didn't see.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2016-04-01 at 18:27
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