I'm clay .
I am your clay ,
You've molded me ,
taken away from me ,
and added to me ,
made me something i'm not ,
made me do a skill that i ain't got ,
made me for show ,
made me as a big mistake ,
made me to give away ,
and made me to break ,
but i'm done ,
i have to start molding myself ,
filling my cracks ,
making me into who i am ,
and not who you want me to be.
Its time to stop being like you ,
and start being like me.
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August 14th, 2010 15:56
Brilliant, just perfect. u really have a way with words
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August 14th, 2010 16:33
Thanks :)
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August 15th, 2010 01:42
Wow thats a great idea 'clay'...i love the suspence in it
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August 15th, 2010 10:34
the defiant .great feelings the power over words astonishing.powerful images