Paper

Mon, 07/01/2013 - 01:29 -- kmare96

I'm just a piece of paper

I can't hurt anyone, except for a little sting

But people can hurt me

People can crumple me

I can't be flattened out again

People can tear me

I won't be the same again

I show these scars everyday

Except I'm not a piece of paper

I'm a human being

I am still crumpled

I am still torn

And I still can't be fixed

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