
Sometimes it feels like they stole our rights and threw away the key, never to get them back...
Posted in response to the challenge Human Rights – Visual Art.
Sometimes it feels like they stole our rights and threw away the key, never to get them back...
Posted in response to the challenge Human Rights – Visual Art.
I can say thousands of words, but you don't even hear one...
I can scream at the top of my lungs, but you ignore me...
I could have tears streaming down my face, but its still always about you...
It hurts because...
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