My shell

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I am a shell
Of what I should be
Like chocolate before the caramel
But I'm not just empty
I'm broke
With pieces
From people
With ideas
About who
I should be
Glued together
With hope
And dreams
Of a future
That I make
For myself.

But I cant
Because I keep breaking
From people holding on
To a past I want to leave
That haunts
My every
Breath and thought
Tht pulls
And tears
And cracks
My shell
Of hope
And dreams
Without a care
Of who I am
Or could be.

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