Other Than Me Poem by Nadia Gray
Other Than Me
A promise is made
A Child is saved.
A right is turned
To Wrong.
Goodbyes are bade
As stories are laid
Accompanied by
A song.
So long, goodbye
To tearful eyes
and long forgotten cries.
For to hide is to play
A dangerous game
Which only leads to lies.
To live a life, afraid, alone
To damn oneself, a fake, a clone.
This fate is mine, though none shall see.
For I can be anything
That is other than me.
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