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Apr 2012
In this noisy society,
I step through quietly.
They focus on actions made violently
While they try to lure out the worst that lies inside of me.
Don't you to wanna be free,
Instead of being forcibly guided by the narrow-minded
That shines through masking indecency?
I guess what stands between them and you is me.

I have the power to fight but I'd rather use my mind.
Still while I feel alone not much can seem to break this bind
To find a kind of peace that'll soothe and ease.
Branch out like the trees that sprout, I shouldn't have to say....Please?

Will we ever be more than we're meant to see?
Someday we'll rise up and FLEE
From this state of helplessness.
We must replenish the soul for us to regain control.
We're one,
Realization liberates us from this selfless test.
A true revelation can show us at our very best,
But we have to stand together against
Those who want us to walk in line like all the rest.
RyanMJenkins
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RyanMJenkins  30/M/MKE,WI
(30/M/MKE,WI)   
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   Quentin Briscoe
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