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  Sep 2020 Irida
JK Cabresos
Love is not blind,
but he who did not see your worth.
Copyright © 2018
  Oct 2019 Irida
Alex Teng
We fell in love by chance,
We stay in love by choice.
  Apr 2019 Irida
Mike
To open one's mind
Would be to seek out what closed
It in the first place
My assumption is that we weren't all born with the intolerance we may have for those we don't understand. But if we could understand what closes us off to others and deconstruct it, we allow ourselves the opportunity to take time to think for ourselves. When we make time to do this, we may just realise what or who we closed ourselves off to had never been a threat to our being at all.

The mind is a door, longing to be opened.
  Apr 2019 Irida
Ruheen
I don't run.
I disappear.
When I do,
You won't see me for a while.
That's why you haven't seen me for a while! It's confusing, but it's me.
  Mar 2019 Irida
Monet Echo
What if every little thought
That lives inside your head
Instead of hiding away in there
Was spoken out, was said?

Would you be embarrassed?
Would you hate your mouth?
Would you rather be mute
Than let the truth come out?

What if every little thing
That people thought of you
Instead of being tucked away
Was heard, was listened to?

Would you be ashamed?
Would you cover your ears?
Would you rather be deaf
Than let the truth come near?

And what if every image
That passes through your thoughts
Was freed from its prison
To roam until it rots?

Would you be disgusted?
Would you look away?
Would you rather be blind
Than see your thoughts at play?
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