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After all, we are human

Pop, revolve in,
the inside of a hinge
carefully hidden
by the lace of a fringe.
Colored rags cover skin,
colored rags denounce skin.
We aren’t allowed
to reveal whats within.

But ever freckle and scar
make you what you are…
wish you wouldn’t hide
I want to see them from far.
But she masks her whole figure
this ‘makeup’ is tar.
It kills us inside
being ‘ugly’ is so hard.

She watches tv
and she cries I can hear her;
“I’m not pretty, not pretty!!”
She screams at her mirror,
till the red settles down-
raging shakes turned to shivers,
If I could show her my view
all the beauty my eyes give her…

But there’s something so intimate about distance, isn’t there?

Your structure is intimate;
an imperfect architecture,
so I’ll build a crooked bridge
from my faulty crumbled vessel.
I’d love to show you all my pains
and places in my heart they’ve nestled,
I’d love if I could I’d rip apart
and leave your colored rags disassembled.
Expose the monster that you hate
and learn to love until it’s tamed.
Darling don’t be ashamed
I’m disgusting, we look the same.

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