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All I'll be is me

All I'll ever be is me.
I'll always be Crystal Ruth.
And I'll always be the girl
who they continuously pick on.

And through these past few years
as time went on the more they teased
and the more I felt useless.
But, I've gotten use to the teasing
and the pain that came with it.
In fact I've gotten so used to it
that there's no more feeling
what so ever.

But, maybe someday
there'll...

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myselfnothing lessnothing moresomeday

Dear Brother

My poor dear brother,
I don't know you
and you don't know me.

Your name is Robert.
My name is Crystal.

You were born on march 4th,
 and I was born on March 14th.

You are three years older,
and i am three years younger.

But, my poor dear brother,
Although we don't know much
bout each other, I somehow still feel close to you
and I know that someday we'll meet again.

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