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the same black cloth
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Dedications beautiful
though a little lost in time
it seems as though
the world moves around as she is
stagnant
against it
a little lost
trying to find a place in
her heart
for whatever she can although
it breaks
every time it beats
I know what it feels like to be this way
I say
I know what it's like to be you
you are me
we are what we are
made of the same cloth
troubled past
follows her around as a puppy dog
would
as she struggles to find
herself
breaking off a piece of
herself
gaining
little by little
trying to be a little more
in touch
with the woman she wants to be
I know what it feels like
to be this way
figuring out who you are
as time passes by
I know who you are
you are me
we are what we are
going through the same thing
crying the same tears
breaking the same hearts
as we are
made of the same cloth
