Dead NailA Poem by JacobYou’re unwanted, like the nail hanging onto dead skin. You’re annoying and painful but I’m scared to rip you off. I just cover you up, but the bandage falls off in the shower. There I am naked and forced to look at you. © 2011 JacobAuthor's Note
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Added on April 12, 2011 Last Updated on April 12, 2011 Author
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