I slowly mold and shape away-

Hands pushing, caressing every form

with the love and tenderness of creation.

God complex some may say,

to change and mold and transform

giving life to what was left in stagnation.


Trembling hands slowly discovering

the imprints of pain and misused

that shaped the form before me-

With love my tears recovering

the softness underneath the bruise,

molding, shaping-  as it wills to be.


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