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Amber Apr 2013
What is wrong with being gay, lesbian, or bisexual?
Just because it's in the Bible...
So you are telling me;
If the bible said when you turn a certain age you have to jump off a cliff;
That you would do it.
You are telling me that you live your life off a book.
It is not gay rights, it is just rights.
We don't need to be judged, nor told right from wrong.
Is there a problem?
So... How do you tell children.
How do you tell children that two people can't love each other?
Human rights
Gays, lesbians, bisexuals are all human.
It is ours'.
Our Rights.
Amber Mar 2013
Why did I have to look in the mirror? Why did I have to see the monster be unleashed? My blonde stupid hair. **** eyes, and the unknown tint that lays within them. My ******* body big, giant. Wrist why are the scars still there? Feet why do are you so big? Hands the fattest thing on me, that's pretty fat. My ugly legs with un-even shades of skin, from the scars of my past. Me, my image. This is me unleashed. My body is my ink and my mirror is my canvas, but why do I keep painting this ugly picture? Why is this the image that I have? **Why this image?
Amber Mar 2013
I hurt myself again, today.

I lost myself again.

Is this thee end?

Seems as if,

Thee end.

My end.
Amber Mar 2013
I'm seeking help. I think I'm going to die soon. I have seen the future before, I dreamt it. I know that sounds impossible. I went to a carnival, well it's more a thing that people make. Like you walk through lights, but when we where walking to go home. I realized that I have seen this before. A couple years ago I had a dream. Me holding popcorn, my mother next to me father and sister in front. Walking to a mall the catch the bus home. I stopped and just watched. This has also happened before from watching a movie. But this is not a coincidence if i can see the future then what about my other dreams? Are my dreams my future?
Amber Mar 2013
She lays on the grass.
Green and flowing through the wind.
Her hair blacker than death.
Her gown silk, whiter than God's light, ending with lace at lower thighs.
Her skin very pail.
Her smile happier than a child on Christmas.
Blue eyes sparkling, reflecting the stars above her.
Her feet grasping the rich soil beneath the grass.
The cliff has the water of war, battling the soil that creates the lift of eternity.
Her skin very pail.
Full moon floating the the Navy Blue sky.
She lay free.
Freedom released.
I have written about this image in my head several times.
I think it means something.
Amber Mar 2013
Spirit.
Light.
Drift.
Sunken.
Equivocation.
White.
Lifeless.
Sorrow.
Worthless.
Ghost.
Amber Mar 2013
Such a short time to live.
I have a question for the religious.
If God is real then why does he bring evil to this world?
Why does he **** people?
What did the Devil do?
Everything happens for a reason.
What about death?
What's the point of an innocent person dying?
Millions dead they go to a "better" place.
No they go to cloud jail.
Watching there loves ones dead with the loss.
Watching life walk among the ground.
Even the birds aren't free.
They are locked to the sky.
They had there destiny set from the moment the were born.
So why does God not listen to prayers?
The time comes.
Yup.
The time comes when you don't think.
I always wanted to die.
But I always feared death.
Why, God, why do you give me no strength to live?
Why do you not listen?
Why do you get respect?
If you are the creator of life then you are the creator of death.
God, you are the real evil.
You are the real "Bad guy".
God you are the real Devil.
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