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Jul 2017
I don't deserve
What you so willingly give
It's not mine to have
Too perfect for these hands
I can't hold it anymore
What if you took it back
And one day
Give it away
To an artist
Who can mold
And clutch
And build
And I'll find a heart
Like mine
Easier to hold
Similar to mine
But you keep mine
Take this part
Its yours
And when that artist
Smoothes her hands
over crumbled clay
Add my piece
And make it art
Make it beautiful
Sep 7. 2013
Written by
Taylor Kennerly  22
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