how I feel, sometimes.
broken and flawed.
Sold on the clearance rack
or the thrift store
as a second
or a leftover.
Is it obvious?
Do I countenance broken?
When we speak, do you hit a clue
that I hurt
or where that info discompose is hidden?
Bright grinning for those looking
at the surface
few countenance deeper
or poverty to know more
The harm well over -
scabbed
then scarred
it no individual hurts
I astonishment if I am stained
untouchable
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