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Canvas
By Legions Slave
The human body
A canvas
For tattoos that tell a story
For
scars that remind us of suffering we have endured
Piercings that symbolize
growing up or rebellion
Accessories that tell who we are before we
speak
Masks that hide the pain underneath
This canvas disappears
when we expire
Buried six feet under
To rot away until it is
nothing
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Copyright 2013 Legions Slave
Published on Tuesday, March 19, 2013.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Canvas"
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On Wednesday, March 20, 2013, Phantasmagoria
(121)
wrote:
Beautiful poem. I love the body modification references. Well done.
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On Wednesday, March 20, 2013, PoetessDarkly
(700) wrote:
The body a vassal, to partake with a taste which either: in bitterness learned in life taking the essence and turning it into vinegar or to enjoy the sweet taste that lingers on your tongue as we age like a fine bottle of wine. Just my thought and my take on your lovely poem
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