Title: Am I
by Olivia | in writing, poetry
My voice in whispers as I tell you all I am
I am a tune, sung and out of date
I am the light morphed into a night with no stars or moon.
I am the pollution, contaminating and poisoning all.
I am feeling so unlike love that I cannot be reached.
I am this
I am all these things
And this is why I can't stay with you
A person
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