Was Not Me

it was not 
the new 
version
of self that 
exists
in the 
present
that miss stepped
that misspoke
that messed up
that failed you
that hurt you 
it was the 
old version 
of self that 
existed 
in the past 
that committed 
those heinous
acts to the 
past version 
of you that 
once existed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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