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Strife
Inspired By My Own Book Series
She picks up her pen and paper
Telling the story of her life
She hopes one day they’ll listen
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Perilous Future
I can’t remember
A time
When we had the bliss
Of youth
A time
When the adolescent generation
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Come Back
Inspired By My Own Book Series
I remember
The gentle touch of your skin
Fingers interlaced
Hearing your voice
Soft and caressing
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Beautifully Tragic
Love is
Two songbirdsSinging their lovely tune
Melodies intertwining
Creating a magnificent symphony
But one’s voice is deteriorating
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Time's A Bird
Time’s a bird
Sailing ever so swiftly
On a sea of wind
Rushing the excruciating moments
Letting the blissful moments linger
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Deafening Silence
It’s over
The storm has passed
But there’s a deafening silence in the air
The excruciating silence
Of closure
The pain that only comes
Loves
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Not Quite What I Imagined
I always dreamed that my life would be like it is in books.
Little did I know that would later come true.
It’s not quite what I imagined, though. -
Shattering
Sitting in uncomfortable silence,
We wait for our problem to be solved.
Changing my habits, I hope and hope.
We have been given so much,
And we have taken so greedily.
Caring is beyond so many, it seems.
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MY RIGHTS
"You want your rights?"
"Come and get it," said the snake.
It was wrapped around a tree
in the confines of his tail,
a paper labeled "YOUR RIGHTS."
I stared up at the snake,
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Take Me Home
Two years ago, my home was Beijing
Even though I moved away ten years ago.
Two years ago, I longed for inclusion
for that tingle that made my skin
burn bright with belonging.
You ask me where is my home.
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I Have A Voice
The erosion of rights towards marginalized groups feels like a personal attack on the values of equality, fairness, and justice that have importance to me.
