Creating a persona,
Bold & strong
While struggling to be myself,
Vain & shallow
Crossing the boundaries
& committing to memory
Those half remembered dreams
Are cold familiar strangers
Poisonous souvenirs
Of a by gone time
Weighing on a dying heart
& tearful blinking eyes
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