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Scribbled Scenes November #7: Human

This is actually more a poem (ish?) I don’t know. Something I wrote.


I am not made of clay,

You can’t mold me into the perfect doll.

I am not made of hay,

That blows away with a little wind.

But I am also not made of stone

With an unbreakable heart.

I am of flesh and blood

I will bend, maybe even break

But that’s okay,

Because I’m only human.

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