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Mar 2019
21
The armour I built
meant so much to me
at 15 it was the stand I took
against all those who said I wouldn't, couldn't
shouldn't
Now I am older
wiser as the younger come to me for answers
Would they still if they knew
That I can't remove the little pieces of metal
I hammered into place
or the colours I spilt on me
To hide someone no-one had considered beautiful till they were there
I lost a piece of myself today, my body had grown around it and made every attempt to remove it.
Written by
EmVidar  Lost
(Lost)   
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