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is some thing better than no thing
can i do more with less
i am so alternative
i imagine i could ask and receive
knock and be given a key
dust covered my eyes
i was given a recipe for beauty and destruction
i was told it was my choice
every action has a reaction
i could choose to create beauty or destruction
i choose somewhere in between
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Someone clipped my wings a long long time ago. I spent my time taking in deep breaths. Recovering from the illusion that I am separate. Divided. Different. Not ONE. Divided. Othered. Not good enough.
How many times have you had your wings clipped. When was the first time? When did you realized you were being molded and shaped into this ideal of what makes a human being, human. We are all people? N
30 poems in 30 days April 2, 2018 Of course telling you how I feel would be best, easier, better Than my continuous nonchalant gestures Filled with hopeful intentions that you won't see how I feel How