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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=364647" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Who I Really Am</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fingers dash across keys, type, type, type<br>Awkwardly from one key to the next, I told myself I wouldn't write <br>The computer, the ginger tea, the black text in a sea of white <br>They subside <br>As a new reality has come to override </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't want to be who I was back then...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Screams of an infernal scratching <br>Voices of endless chiding <br>Murmurs of infinite condemnation <br>Each word a wicked consolation speaking to a identity of hatred <br>Each scream a twisted affirmation of the identity of hatred <br>Each murmur coaxing out my identity of hatred <br>Thus he does emerge, the man, the monster <br>No it's not a scream<br>No it's not a voice<br>Not it's not a murmur it's who I am<br>I made those<br>I make those<br>I am those <br>Inadequate, incapable, inevitable, inept, invisible<br>Untalented, unkind, unworthy, unable, unlovable<br>These are lies <br>You know they're all true he sighs<br>You know that's you<br>Murmurs of infinite condemnation<br>Voices of endless chiding<br>Screams of an infernal scratching </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't want to be who I was back then...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Haha I've come to bring you freedom, let you be honest, let you be me<br>Can't you see? <br>I've come to take what's mine <br>Cough, cough, it's dizzying, I see blood, I feel blood, I lose blood<br>Ground... thud... voices<br>tears...screams...tears<br>murmurs...ha nds...blood <br>Unlovable<br>scream<br>Scream<br>SCREAM<br>Still small voice<br>Whisper, no<br>Whisper, I am here now because of My love, and it's real <br>It echoes more than voices, rings stronger than screams, <br>Louder than murmurs, truer than the lies <br>And stronger than you...<br>But you... but this, I tried to be someone else, but I am you<br>You're right, because that is me<br>It may always be <br>THIS is who I really am <br>Whisper, let's do it together, you know who I really am<br>I can't, not even with you! <br>Whisper, I can, even with you<br>Know I love you, let Me heal you so you can be who you really are</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is who I really am inside <br>Maybe who I was back then is a part of me, that does hide<br>Maybe that man will never pass away <br>Maybe he shall continue under the delusion of what is fey<br>But that identity is false <br>That identity is a travesty of who I am, a farce<br>In the end I am him, but this is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Knox">David Knox</a><div class=q>
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Awkwardly from one key to the next, I told myself I wouldn't write 
The computer, the ginger tea, the black text in a sea of white 
They subside 
As a new reality has come to override 

I don't want to be..."></div>
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