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 Mar 2013 Emma Jane
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White wash walls
White starch coats
Translucent skin/veins
Vision blinded by numbers
Personality sequence
My numbers
The label stapled across my eyelids
Like a chip for feeble shoulders to bear
A dash of this
A dab of that
Normalfunctionalproductive
Happy member of society
Girls stuffed with modelling clay
Feed me lye and cigarette ash
Replace my brain with silicone
Paint cherry red lips
And tell me to be unique.
 Mar 2013 Emma Jane
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 Mar 2013 Emma Jane
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so maybe i like boys
and maybe i like girls,
or maybe we all just like people.
maybe we're all just people falling in love with other people,
looking for someone to hold hands with
to fall asleep next to
to smile about.
maybe its not about boys liking boys,
girls liking girls,
or girls and boys liking each other.
maybe its about letting people be happy,
because love doesn't chose sides.
it just is.
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