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 Jun 2017 AllyRose
Alanis Smith
This is what you hear inside,
The voice that says "run and hide",
This is the sound like booming thunder,
The thing that pushes happiness under,
This is what keeps you locked away,
The isolation that causes dismay,
This is the sound of a lions roar,
The type of thing you can't ignore,
This is what forces the tears,
The thing that shows your inner fears,
This is the sound like a howling wolf pack,
The things you've said you can't take back,
This is what makes you worry,
The apology to come, "sorry",
This is the sound of a regretful voice,
The words said, but not produced by choice,
This is the thing that ends a friendship,
The same thing that can begin a hardship,
This is the unwanted emotion,
The one that causes all the commotion,
This is anger...
 Jun 2017 AllyRose
Ashley Black
Sure
It's easy to see broken clocks
aren't ticking
but I prefer broken people
Clocks get stuck
in their last instant
At least people keep on living
 Jun 2017 AllyRose
Poetic T
Even in death,
          your last words
were cremated within you.

Like a whispers
                    in a jar
rotting in your lungs.

Words were maggots
             eating away within
                         yearning for release.
 Jun 2017 AllyRose
Ryan Holden
Those snow prints mark you
Like a howl at the pining moon
Crying at your beckoning calls,
Family and loyalty runs deep
With wilderness in the night.

You find spaces in hollow pine
Whilst stood on boulders,
Your cry screeches through
Descending moons and bark,
The most gentle of heart
But viciously snarls and bites.

Coat as thick as the ground you tread,
Scratching at your fur as snow flakes fall
Shaking like the leaves
in cool breeze beneath your feet,
Blending into snow but only able
To see pearl smoky quartz eyes.
Just a quick write. I'm glad HP is fixed also! :~D
 Jun 2017 AllyRose
Hannah
You watched me slice my heart open
Rip my lungs into pieces
Tore my way into my brain
So I wouldn't feel the pain

And you sat there watching
Lighting the fire to burn me
There's nothing to show
No one will ever know
 Jun 2017 AllyRose
Jasmine
There is nothing left to write
Nothing left to say
Nothing left to hear that we haven't already heard
Every word propagandized

We know
As well as they know
that black boys deserve to grow up too
that a black girls life is precious too
with natural hair and melanin glow
beauty able to stop a show..
that the sound of gunshots and police sirens aren't so cool anymore
that we're not proud to wear red, white, and blue anymore
because the only times they ever give us credit for displaying the colors of patriotism is when they show another one of us dead or in handcuffs with police lights painted on our skin
They insult our pride and attack our good virtue..
since when has dark skin resembled a shot target?
I'm a human being, not the brute you define me as
I'm tired of being caged behind crime scene tape and metal bars..

that police aren't our friends anymore
that money is not just nothing but a thang 'round here
Because they put us in prisons to feel a little richer
A black life is priceless but nobody knows because we're still being sold to put on a show
That we're unheard
Nobody seems to care about us anymore
Tell us again that we ain't ever gonna fly
As our wings dangle from your fingers
That we're living in a world that serves the opposite
of justice and liberty for all
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