I saw a ‘MISSING’ poster today,
One with my face,
Who put it there?
Maybe I did.
Last seen with a heart full of gold
And eyes that are cold.
Epiphanies followed.
One whispered,
“you’re never going to be ten again”
Another screamed,
“you don’t even remember yourself”
They’re right.
But still,
I miss the old me,
I hope she didn’t wither away,
Can someone find her?
Maybe I’m on my way
Somewhere,
Where I can finally find me~𝖯𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅
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