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Me, Myself and I

August 21, 2012

On the first page of my story,
My future seemed to die.
Then my story turned out so hopeful,
I don't know why I was surprised;
When as usual,
A fallen angels wicked scheme
Took my misery to a new extreme.

On the second page,
More tempting that Eve's paradise lost,
I lost myself in teenage dreams.
I missed paying the price,
Mercy from above kept me safe.

More than physical scars I bear,
Move on I must.
To where I don't know,
Page three, it's just you and me.