Coco

Hate

Is ignorance:

It’s when eyes

Skim past the story of scars,

Focusing rather on the fact

They’re there;

They let the jagged curves

The sun is bright and warm against my skin...

The clouds are big and fluffy...

The flowers are just starting to bloom...

The petals are every color you could ever imagine...

Pink, purple, blue....

Patter, patter, boom

The sky is torn and shredded

The night is crying

Purple paper ripped out of my notebook 

you're beautiful in all the ways 

it says in my purple fountain pen 

I taught my sister how to hold the pen 

and she wrote me the note 

I wasn’t sure

how many people would be there

it wasn't the biggest protest in the state,

the one that we went to, that is.

we think

about

(at least)

500 

people came.

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