Dear Soul, - Poem by Mimi Rawr
it is you, I mourn.
Last time I saw you, you were torn.
And I was re-born.
This tough exterior isn't me...
Maybe it's you?
It's not who i want to be..
But it's not you who did it..
It was he.
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