Different Person

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I cry, I weep, in my wrath,

Wondering when will it all change.

I try and try and try,

But I feel stuck on the same page, same chapter.

Everyday seems longer,

Every night gets worse,

Everytime I wonder

When will it all end.

One night so cold and raw,

Brought me back to my memorabilia,

And so I saw looking back at it,

Everything that changed.

The same place,

Same night,

Same body,

But a different person.

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