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Paper

she cuts her skin

like paper

because she knows

she'll never last

in a world

so big and bad

with the scarred paper

she shows

her battle wounds

which express the pain

buried deep inside

because she

is so big and bad

 

so she tears at the paper

and she screams

and now her precious paper

isn't so precious

anymore

 

and now she's made of paper

and paper never lasts

in a world

so big and bad

 

{c.m.}

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May 23, 2013
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