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Just me
I think
but forget that
I know
something is so much better
than before
from when I pick
the pieces of
a broken reflection
reframing its every cover
someone new
its the thoughts that run through
my head the silenced words
left unsaid
so unspoken
you wonder why I'm dazed
but I'm becoming me
repairing patches
of a broken memory
waiting and wondering
is all I can do
when repairing parts hidden from others
so you can't see
the side so remained
so undefined
you'd look at me and never know
I always lead
never follow
