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I ran into someone who used to know me
The reflection of a girl in their eyes
She was awakened and wondered if a friendship was possible
And found she was screaming into a void, leaving me to hold the pieces
You see, she is weaker than I
Wanting to be accepted
Yet she doesn’t realize how little power others should have
Without others in my orbit, I would still be me
And she is me, only sadder
She is me, only more lost
I tuck her in and kiss her to sleep
A girl I used to know
May she never again lay eyes on a world that asked her to disappear
But one made for me
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.



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