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Feb 2017
Even in the darkest times
Even in the most horrific of events
As they beat us; trying to ***** out our light
They are infuriated to find us standing strong
Against the crashing blows inflicted upon us

Our spirits roar with every hit; defiant
Yet our bodies; fragile and weak
Crumple to the ground
Yet this satisfies them not

Because what doesn't **** us
Makes us stronger
Because no matter how harsh
Our pain and humiliation may be
Our fire and hopes burn brighter
Helping us hold on
And tear of our chains

You can whip my body
But my soul and spirit are free
They belong to no one
And as long as I remain steadfast
You will never be able to push me down
With everything that's happening I'm driven to pessimistic thoughts
The Silent Catastrophe
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