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all the same
It goes like this, as it is the truth,
but we snap our mouths shut as people smile and agree,
Good riddance the crowd says, while we don’t speak a word.
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memory
The building stands tall in the gleaming sunlight.
You haven’t been here in years.
You walk in, not quite sure what to expect,
Everything looks weirdly the exact same,
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Different at Night
Things sound different at midnight,
the dark is so much lighter,
the noises so much louder.
Every creak causes a jump.
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ember
They come out of nowhere,
people rising up from the ashes,
no coordination, no plan in place,
just people who, at the same time, spread all over,
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puppet
They are smiling,
Lips stretched up, with a slight crinkle of their eyes,
They are listening,
Nodding along, making hums of acknowledgement,
They are happy,
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tired perfection
The lies are ready on your lips, practiced, you done this a thousand times, but you falter. You falter and shatter the illusion of truth.
Loves
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A Loss of Hope
i sit on the classroom floor.
the room is dark and cold.
i press my back against the wall.
the door is barricaded with a chair.
my teacher stands in front of it, as
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Speechless
I am speechless.
All the bullshitting and lies
from our government.
OUR government.
They say that they are protecting us.
That's not what I see,
"Don't believe your eyes."
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future
I am scared
Because my best friend is not ok anymore and is moving across the country
Because I don’t know if I will succeed in college and I ignored so many things on my to-do list
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Can't we love?
Why can’t we all just love each other?
Why does there have to be so much hate?
Can we ever learn to trust and accept those who are not like us or believe different things?
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How
How do we live
Knowing others cannot?
How do we breathe
Knowing our comfort is at the hands of hidden devastation?
How do we laugh
when all around us Tears seem to be the only logical response?
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We All Bleed
Blood spills onto our streets too much.
The streets were once safely kept
but now they're permanently stained
with cries, sirens, and death.
The harrowing cold of the family house,