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I am


My story cannot be put into a book

As a matter of fact

This life is on a hook.

They think my life is controlled by society

Buy don't you know there is a bigger girl inside of me?

I am the unsaid words of victims during

Pearl Harbor

Auschwitz

Nine Eleven

Newtown shooting

They choked on their final thoughts of love

Wondering if they were going to anything up above

I am the inconveience of a man

The abuse

The sex

The words that my mother left

It is all just some silly game

Life, as we call it, is not a shame.

I am words

you cannot eat

the thoughts that you don't speak

the fear that you don't meet

I am me.

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