My arts and crafts
Are hearts and masks
Cut out of thoughts
And glued together
Paper faces
Lines I traced
From other smiles
And other places
Take a razor
And a paper
Make a face that
Suits me better
Crude constructions
Simulations
Of expressions
I can’t fashion
Take some scissors
Strong adhesive
Bend the edges
Shape the pieces
Lips for smiling
Eyes for lying
Skin like armor
Just to hide me
My arts and crafts
Are hearts and masks
All colored neat
Inside the lines
If there’s mistakes
We can erase
And start again
With better pens
My arts and crafts
Are jokes and laughs
To cover scratches
Fresh and bleeding
Paper faces
I created
From the things
Left strewn about
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