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  Jan 29 Kaiden
Pax
only a few can see
appreciation of its beauty
unseen to most
to where it hides
its truth without a cost.
And how much is art really worth?
Kaiden Jan 29
A soul broken into pieces,
And given an ability to write in return.
As "compensation".
To make people relate,
Getting the tiniest bit of happiness
From their work
While dying slowly.
I feel like this one is kinda selfish but idk
Kaiden Jan 29
I'd rather live through the trauma
That i know,
Instead of starting a new one.
I was given the choice of living with my father and my mother (and her boyfriend). He's abusive but I'd rather suffer through the trauma I know than a new type of trauma where i wouldn't know how to deal with it.
Kaiden Jan 29
Show me what you love
And I'll try to love it.
Show me what to be
And i will become it.
But i won't ever understand.
5th poem of the day let's goooooo
Kaiden Jan 29
I could never write those.
A type of art so sweet for the soul,
Yet so hard to master and understand.
A poem written by the heart,
The hand only being a
Tool for it to communicate.
Trying to explain
Something no one truly knows.
Seriously, every time i write love stuff i cringe after the first line and give up lol
Kaiden Jan 29
Abused
Belittled
Used
Scared
Exploited
Kaiden Jan 29
Hands working to get the supplies
For their master.
Used, exploited.
For other people's comfort.

They breathe the same air
As the "masters"
But are shamed for it.
For wasting the oxygen
The "master" needs.
Children shouldn't be slaves (and actual slaves shouldn't be slaves as well, unless they really want to).
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