The story did not have a beginning
For it was always a continuation
Of another’s end
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Easy Fix
It’s not an easy fix
Not to be me
It’s not a simple change
From what you can see
For I have only been “me” and I don’t know what else to be
So if my smile offends you
or
My body disgust you
Then there’s nothing I can say
For I am ME
And this way I’ll stay
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Where My Roots Disappear
Here lies a dream
In papers drowned by ink
Things, even if you steel, you can never take away from me
Land I forget, before I remember
Places where I used to belong
Earth that smelled much like I
There I lay
And awake I see
There can be another me
Immigrant in this earth but free
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(Was turning dark so I had to turn around)
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She
She is not lost
She just hasn’t found her destination
Locked in a cage
But freed by her imagination
Smile
She wears a mask
Unashamed
Not because she’s ugly
Not because she’s afraid
Behind the mask she can safely hide
She knows they don’t care to know the colors inside
Truths can’t be untold
Here she lays with a different mask to hold
A Dream I Didn’t Have
He tried to explain to me
That my soul has forgotten how it used to be
Before it was imprisoned by this jailer, this body
As the bright light shined down on me
I was blinded and no longer can see
That this… what I love so much is just a prison keeping me from my destiny
Thanking You
I’m shocked to find such treasures
On a bright screen
In a dark room
I satisfy my pleasures
Blogs full of thought, I found what I sought, and I try to thank you for what you wrote
With a short comment, a short note.
Thank you.
The Savior
“He will save us, don’t you worry,
loving and strong, the hero will return.”
The priest found a way to calm the crowd
So they stood still as their town burned to the ground
“Will he rebuild my tree house father?” The boy wondered
“He will make you a new one, a better one, in heaven!”
But the boy wondered if he can find the way to heaven through this fire.
“Father, do we have to see hell to enjoy heaven?”
The priest said loudly: “HE WILL SAVE US!”
But everyone was gone.
The flame surrounded the red eyed man.
And the boy stood still as the fire engulfed them both.
Man
Born screaming, he did not choose this.
Died screaming, he does not want it to end.
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