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I don’t know who I am.     Behind the scenes,   a chameleon in costume. Dresses of armor and eyeliner sharp like a knife,                                            
Once upon a time I admired kaleidoscopes. A single spin and wonders unveiled Enthralling crystals contort [such twisted patterns]. Like so, take a spin, And I will don another face, another persona,
She looks like she hasn't slept in days I want to ask if the bags under her eyes are too heavy for her face.
My mind is whirling a million miles an hour,
Big Girl. I am a big girl,  And they don't cry right? They don't show off their Broken bones, broken hearts, broken anything Like a shiny, new toy.  
Tomorrow is a race Yesterday is a name Today is a chase No means to an end
My backgro
A shot in the dark An idea that just might jump start your heart A tiny spark A shot in the dark   I have no apology for my theology I need God and so do you
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