The Former Me

Soul Poetry

There's a shadow in the darkness,

of the former me.

She sits alone all by herself,

and simply lets me be.

She knows she's not forgotten,

but never can she return.

She'll always be part of myself,

and the lessons that I've learned.

But no she breathes no more,

of the breaths I take.

She is now the shadow,

of all of those mistakes.

Hidden in the corner,

where no one else can see.

She will be the keeper,

of the former me.

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