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I Am


I am...lost

I am living the life of others,

I am just an amorphous embodiment  of lost hopes,

I am floating in a sea of darkness.

 

I am hoping to encompass my own ebullient felicity.

Such A pity!

To be the evanescent ethereal of an epitome

So incorporeal, so languid, so…crepuscular

I am indefinite…shapeless

 

I am living life in such a façade ,

That other peoples opinions,

Form the chrysalis,

Of my beliefs, 'tis quite pathetic.

 

I have no shame.

I have no decency.

 

Yet I am spontaneous

I am me

 

I am the epicenter of my own dreams,

But soon...i'll be:

Forgotten…

Gone; I am lost

 

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