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Work in progress
My body is like a giant lump of clay.
I'll mold myself over and over
Until I look like a sculpture
That you can finally be proud of.
I can make a pretty clay person for you, don't worry there's no need to make a mouth for it.
Those just get in the way.
Do you like it thick or skinny?
Long hair or short?
Would you like it to be worth while?
I'm not sure what that looks like
But I promise you I can try.
Just tell me to stop
When it looks right.
I'll mold myself over and over
Until I look like a sculpture
That you can finally be proud of.
I can make a pretty clay person for you, don't worry there's no need to make a mouth for it.
Those just get in the way.
Do you like it thick or skinny?
Long hair or short?
Would you like it to be worth while?
I'm not sure what that looks like
But I promise you I can try.
Just tell me to stop
When it looks right.
Published 12th Feb 2017
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Reads to this as the words of someone trying to mould themselves into the image that suits the other person.. Things which don't always work if you are trying to keep the person in your life.
We are all works in progress.
We are all works in progress.
