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Claire Ellen
Poems
Apr 2013
Poem from a Desk 2.
My muscles feel like the are,
draped over my bones.
So slow and not willing to work.
People don't seem to notice,
because my face is painted on,
morning, and removed at night.
So raw when nothing is covering
the scars people have made.
on MY body.
Written by
Claire Ellen
North Pole, AK
(North Pole, AK)
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