Faded- sentimental memories dissolving.
Unwanted, like you used to be, redeemed somewhat, but no longer.
Forgotten, a myth, a dissention.
I take on the role of my old self- clingy, unjust, angry at someone- at everyone.
Melting, morphing, into who I'm hiding from.
Struggling to become the one I'm drawing from.
Alone to face my own battles, alone, alone, alone.
Until I find my own inner peace.
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