We're only human. We are made out of heads and bellies,
coffee tables and croquet sets, doughnuts and leashes without
dogs.
We're only human. We are made out of typewriters cowering in
basements,
rocking chairs without babies, constant noise, and
resolutions.
We're only human. Only bones and mistakes held together with
our own hands.
Made out of oatmeal and repeating alarms, standing in our
tan lines.
We are human. Only human. Every dream has feet and more
chocolate.
Bodies hiding in stairwells. Absolute truth makes us go
snicker-snack.
Only
human. We are that girl with ups and downs. We just remembered something.
We
never really know.
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(Two days in a row the online Bibliomancy Oracle gave me "We're only human." I decided it must be a sign.)
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