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Stay still as a stone. Do not move a muscle Even if a crab's claw crawls up you. You must. Stay. Still and listen. You have been wanting me, I know. You have been wishing me, needing me, sleeping with me -- Do not take me as if disgusted -- I know you do. But how can you have me when you call in an angry voice? when you try to touch me with sinful hands? when you yearn for me through deaths and deceit? You cannot cry, must never. I will not love you, for I love flowers and pillows not guns and dynamite, I love the gentle and the kind not the liars nor the swine, I love forgiveness and humanity not revenge, not cruelty, For I am, and I truly am, peace. You have been wanting me, I know. You have wished me, needed me, slept with me even with all your lies and all your sins on the ground beneath you, and the air around you But I will not listen to your calls. I will never let you touch me. I will walk away from your yearning lest you try to be what I love.
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC
A Piece of Peace
Stay still as a stone. Do not move a muscle Even if a crab's claw crawls up you. You must. Stay. Still and listen. You have been wanting me, I know. You have been wishing me, needing me, sleeping with me -- Do not take me as if disgusted -- I know you do. But how can you have me when you call in an angry voice? when you try to touch me with sinful hands? when you yearn for me through deaths and deceit? You cannot cry, must never. I will not love you, for I love flowers and pillows not guns and dynamite, I love the gentle and the kind not the liars nor the swine, I love forgiveness and humanity not revenge, not cruelty, For I am, and I truly am, peace. You have been wanting me, I know. You have wished me, needed me, slept with me even with all your lies and all your sins on the ground beneath you, and the air around you But I will not listen to your calls. I will never let you touch me. I will walk away from your yearning lest you try to be what I love.
eda-cumbao
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC
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