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by the victors
Revolutions are bathed in blood,
In death, betrayals, and cruelty.
Yet, we often associate them with freedom,
The oppressed rising against the oppressors.
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daisies
You trace the ridges of the flower.
The sole daisy in this field.
A dot of yellow against a vibrant green.
Your toes burrow in the dirt.
The soil covering your feet.
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betrayal
Your friend has betrayed you,
You can’t know for certain,
You need to ask, but don’t want the answer.
You think of all you have shared together,
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nothing
You hear it offhand,
A whispered word floating to your ears,
It’s a falsity, preposterous, a rumor,
Of course it’s not true,
But even still,
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shades
The tree stands tall,
The leaves an acid, disgusting, green
The trunk a rotting, putrid brown.
The trees were once something to smile at,
In a time forgotten long ago,
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what you become
I’m a blank sheet, a book unwritten,
A sponge, as dry and brittle as the desert,
ready to soak up my surrounding,
no matter what it is, no biases,
Loves
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I don't think I believe you
You said today-
today was supposed to be a day of unity.
A day of unity for her.
But instead of having a day of unity
that won't do anything in the long run-
Just stop!
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A Masterpiece in Binary
I think there is a glitch in my processing unit;
when the letter 'A' enters the system,
it doesn't just register as a character—
it spills out as a deep magenta that dyes the rest of the word.
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Wake up (for once in your life)
A child's dream in passing
I want to rule the world
but you tried to chase that dream
that dream that was impossible for you to achieve
that showed how you really think
how you're a child
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Grass Grows
Grass grows.
It gets trampled into the dirt
until it is dirt.
It disintegrates and decomposes and falls
apart,
into the soil.
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The Red Crayon
I haven't seen democracy since I was four years old,
coloring with crayons outside the lines while a man on screen was coloring the map with too much red that the blue was overpowered.
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I believe
I believe in America and I believe in who we could be
but I don't believe in who we are.
It's so easy to give up and let them reign.
I am.
I'm scared to stand up or say things and I haven't before,
and I won't.