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I have a heart
you have a heart
I have lungs to take in oxygen
and live
and so do you
my hand has three lines
life, heart, and head
and yours does too
So why
are we different?
You may be family
or nearly so
a friend
or just a person on the street
Skin comes in many colors
eyes do too, but we are not judged by them
a broken mind makes you no less a person
If we walked around
inside out
I wonder
how much more would we see?
©2007-2009 ~cherryblossomrain
:iconcherryblossomrain:

Author's Comments

um... can you say rant? yeah, my rather unsuccessful attempt at beat poetry. generally about people being judgemental and stupid.

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:icondrake-shakespeare:
I think that what you wrote rings true in so many places, and on so many levels that most people won't ever understand. Keep up the good work and I will look forward to reading or seeing more from you!
:iconprofoundlyscrewedup:
oh dear, but if we were inside-out all our internal organs would be flapping around looking disgusting....

i see what you mean though

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"make your own meaning because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it"
:iconcherryblossomrain:
yeah. poetry classes tand to do unusual things with my writing...

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~I reject your reality and substitute my own.

~Anderson for President!

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