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By wishing_on_stars •

Inside we're all the same Muscles, flesh and bone We all have a working brain Though maybe not a home. Labels are slapped upon us The stickiness hurt our skin Some cry and make a fuss We can take them off when? Until we die That doesn't seem right Until death is neigh It must stay the rest of our life? How do I rid it of myself? Or change it to something else? For if to me it must stick I at least want to like it. Copyright 2005 JEM

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July 27, 2009 19:21Sara

Thats a great poem but i must disagree i personally have 'got rid' of a label that i had for years, it gets better, i havent been on my poemtry for years and realised how strange i was, its a great poem thanks for making me think :) x