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A Poem by t.m.

I call myself an artist

as I draw on more scars.

I call myself a writer

as I steal the words from your mouth.

I tell you I love you

as I look over your shoulder at someone else.

I tell you that we're fine

even though we were broken from the start.

© 2014 t.m.

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Added on December 6, 2013
Last Updated on February 24, 2014

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"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is Alchemy's First Law of Equivalent Exchange." - Alphonse Elric "The .. more..