Skin

Inspired by Heather Robertson’s poem “Beneath The Skin”

My skin is full of secretes

Broken by the struggles of humanity

Shartterd into pieces smaller than the seas sand,

But I prefer to live in this way

Every part of me is different from the other,

As it is different from other people,

And that is okay

Because I sometimes search beneath it

And I feel at the heart of it all

A love of humanity.

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