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This poem is also pretty old. It really wasn't one of my favorites when I wrote it but when I read it to my dad he said he liked it the best. So this is dedicated to him.
Me, Myself, and I
My sense of time
has completely vanished.
I am a speck of debris
floating in space.
To my disgrace I haven’t yet found myself,
despite all my soul searching.
The world around me constantly changes,
yet the only change I experience is age.
Wishing I could talk,
when unfortunately I have nothing to say.
While the world finds love,
I can selfishly only find myself.
Me, Myself, and I.
© Gemma Loud
Aethereality.net
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