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Justice Must Be Served
Justice must be served.
The man who shot her must pay the price.
Doesn’t matter if he was scared or not, she didn’t deserve this.
Nobody does.
That man needs to be brought to justice.
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Me
Who am I?
I don’t even know anymore.
I’ve shed the person I once was in favor of a new one.
Yet, I’m still that person.
I’m both at once and neither.
So who am I?
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International Law
We broke it.
We broke international law.
Gone are the rules for countries to follow in accordance to each other.
For if we didn’t, why shouldn’t they?
Breaking it is wrong.
Our country is a criminal now.
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My Friend, the Moth
Gentle as water sliding down your face,
A voice like a bell.
A smile as delicate as a rose,
But as strong as an eagle.
Hands and arms with ink scribbled over them like tattoos.
Hair like a sunset.
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Eyes Opened and Closed
Every time I open my eyes I see a different world staring back at me.
Sometimes it’s beautiful.
Sometimes I hate it.
Lately, I've seen more hate than love.
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Freedom
Freedom is a concept I think about often.
A concept I don't really understand.
Yes, we have it.
But it often feels like we don't.
How am I supposed to see how free I truly am, when I just feel trapped?
Loves
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down the street
i walked down the street
the streets i once used to know
filled with regrets and heavy with burdens
of what once happened here
i walked down the street
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Good Bye Good
Greed overtook them
Only those in power shoot their guns in fear
Of the potential held in the palm of our hands
Delicate and rough fingers intertwined through every color to shoot back.
Bye Good,
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Patriot
I am a patriot and a proud American, and nothing will change that
I will never cease to believe in the idea of America and the potential this nation holds
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Walk into a Book
Imagine if
Every book came with a key
A key that opened a door
Into the book
Into the worlds
That are your happy place
Escape from reality
Taken to a new level
The joy found in between the pages
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They want oil, they don't care about the people
Here is another chapter in America's thirst for oil, a black liquid that fuels the cars that are killing our planet.
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So you say
You sit at your fancy desk and act like you're doing something.
Something good for the world.
You say that you are,
you say that you're helping.
You're not,
haven't been,