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  Mar 2016 Amilia TRipp
Maura
If God is all love.
why is being gay harmful?
a sin is not love.
Amilia TRipp Mar 2016
In a daze of darkness
the deer drinks from the well of the stars,
Wearing a necklace of bone.
They trample the grass and ***** the stones,
And leap through the field of the Dead.

(copyright A. Tripp)
  Mar 2016 Amilia TRipp
James Jarrett
I have become nothing
I am empty
I am devoid
  Mar 2016 Amilia TRipp
Little Bear
It’s okay to say no. It’s okay to say no to someone you love. It’s okay to say no to a friend. It’s okay to say no to a parent or child. It’s okay to say no to a job or relationship.

It’s okay to say no to ****** advances. And it’s okay to say no to a person who’s romantically interested in you. Even if it hurts someone’s feelings, even if you disappoint people, even if you’re judged and ostracized — it’s okay to say no to anything and anyone that causes you pain or makes you uncomfortable. You’re allowed to put yourself first. You’re allowed to set limits and boundaries.

And you deserve to make your happiness and well being a priority. You don’t ever have to settle for something or someone that doesn’t feel right. And you definitely don’t have to compromise yourself for the sake of making other people happy. YOU HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, AND IF THAT MEANS SAYING NO, IT'S MORE THAN OKAY.**

A quote by – Daniell Koepke
"No" is a complete sentence.
It does not require justification or explanation

(not my quote)
Amilia TRipp Mar 2016
People make me sad,
I'd rather love trees,
They don't cut me down.

© A Tripp
Amilia TRipp Feb 2016
There are bodies in the sky,
And yet we have the nerve to
worship our own gods,
Hand-crafted,
Beings we cannot see.

We are stardust,
They are out being,
Yet we forget them,
And make ourselves so big.

Blood, pounding through our veins,
Never meant to leave,
I carve promises on my skin,
I engrave myself in memories and
tear my clothes,
Tear my skin,
As I fall into an inferno of ugliness
and sin.

Cigarettes **** - and I'd be disappointed if they didn't,
I listen while the oppressors say they are oppressed,
While we die because we are faceless,
Slaves to what they desire;
I think that maybe we are stardust,
But maybe we aren't but  punished dust,
Forced to breathe and live
and love as we see fit,
Forgetting the stars.

© A Tripp

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