Paper Thin

Posted: June 7, 2014 in Poetry
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Our souls were sold
long before
we were born.

Ain/t nothing sacred
in America.?.

We know
who we are when
we fuck
we relapse
we fall in
though
who are we
when the mirror
breaks our bodies
live
spirit
dies
just actin/
parts in a commercial
enterprise.

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