I Was You
I have lived many lives,
Packed into this existence.
And I think that's the problem,
Because, you see, I was you once.
we even had the same name
but she had to die
She could have never lived on.
When the time came and she left me,
I knew it was right, but it still hurt.
And I think that is the problem,
I see a lot of you in her, her in you.
I've worn your shoes
your clothes
your hair
I was you once.
And I ran away from it all too.
By J. Barrett
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