There is no one me
Only one of them.
This me or the other
Today's me or another
Sometimes just the was me.
Tomorrow could be, new me
Flavour of the month me
The good one or the bad.
The hopeful or the sad one.
The one who dreams
The one who means...
no harm. yes harm.
Stab you with my knife arm.
Hold me in your arms me.
Broken me. Not whole me.
Never. Never. All of me.
Thursday, October 13, 2016
Mirror mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all
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-kaja