Stolen Identity
By Pandora
Who I used to be no longer exsists you saw to that you tried to mold me to fit your ideal what you got is just a facade a covering for what I have really become bitter, restless, angry cracks appear, threatening to bring it all down around us my true self to become apparent can you live with the real me? can I? Written April 9th, 2002 © on Apr 08 2002 09:11 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Who I used to be no longer exsists..."