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Skin
I have this skin.
I didn't ask for it.
I have to live with it.
Until I don't.
Its the wrong skin.
Stretched and scarred.
Forming the wrong things
in the wrong places.
Covering damaged bones.
This skin tells my story,
But only to those who read carefully.
I didn't ask for it.
I have to live with it.
Until I don't.
Its the wrong skin.
Stretched and scarred.
Forming the wrong things
in the wrong places.
Covering damaged bones.
This skin tells my story,
But only to those who read carefully.
Published 9th Apr 2015
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9th Apr 2015 3:27pm
I think we all feel strange in our skin from time to time, like we are different people than what our bodies show. I like the last two lines especially. Nice write!
