Music makes me who I am; at least for the time being.
But who I am is not a simple answer, for I am many things, and yet not a single one of them.
To really know me, you would have to get inside my head; even then, I'm still not sure that what you'd see would be the real me.
I express myself in many ways; most of which I keep hidden. This one though, is for the world to see.
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Story by Another No-Named Girl
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Our Time - Poem
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Okay, so this is my poem, and I wrote it while listening to my favorite band, Simple Plan. And because I was...