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Staple and Nails



I'm a sidewalk

People trudge on me everyday

I've been cracking lately

Constantly being redone

Though I'm sturdy and hard to break

Everything does at some point

I'm a wall

Always stuck with tacks

With posters being hung up

Hit by fists and feet

Fixed with plaster

Then they forget the hole

I'm a human

Invariably making mistakes

A little fucked in the head

Never perfect

Made of the same as anybody else

Yet treated differently

I'm not a saint

But I'm certainly not the devil

I don't donate to charity

Still, I do what I can

I can be mean sometimes

I try not to be, still and all

I'm a lot of things

Most importantly, however

I'm me

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