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Step out of the lense.

Life put me on the spot. 

Disappearing smiles, i've been caught.

Put a new star on. 

I want a change of scene. 

Look into another life of a suburban teen. 

I control it this time.

For, I am no longer the star. 

Pause, play, rewind 

I won't fast forward far. 

Get a glimpse of a different perspective. 

You think too hard about life. 

Lay down , take a breather. 

Feel the motions of the film- 

It has sufficed. 

This poem is about: 
Me
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