Who is that
Filling in for me
Trying out my life
A living contradiction
Midnight at noon
I did not go on vacation
This temporary break
Did not call for
A fix it all solution
Or a doppelganger
No one bothered to ask me
And the boiling blood
My veins are full of
Protruding from my forehead
Make me want to
Flush them away
Test them
See if they can swim
Watch them drown
For stepping into the shoes
That only I fill
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