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chelsea jayne Nov 2015
I wasn't crying because of you, I was crying because my delusion of who I thought you were was shattered by the truth of who you really are.
chelsea jayne Sep 2015
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
War
chelsea jayne Sep 2015
War
The victories of mind,
Are won for all mankind,
But war wastes what it wins,
Ends worse than it begins,
And is a game of woes,
Which nations always lose:
Though tyrant tyrant ****,
The slayer liveth still.

— The End —