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Stranger

By , Emmett, MI
I looked at my reflection
and saw a stranger.
Some stranger that I thought I
Knew
But never did.
A stranger that I thought was
Me
But never was.
Why is it so hard to be
Yourself
When the Weight of
Eyes
Staring at you weighs down so hard,
When the fake is better than the
Real One





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