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Aug 2012
I will always be afraid of broken teeth
With blood in my mouth when everyone leaves
I have the tendency to bite my tongue
And I ask myself, "What's it like to breathe?"

To live life with ease is an unfortunate trait
My hands are stubborn when my mind wants to create
I still see your face when I'm barely asleep
I've screamed into foam to get out of this state

The vibration of jazz slips through my bones
My parents aren't allowed to leave me alone
I cannot wait to return to my jungle
After all, that's my only home

Apparently, my brain has been out of tune
My medication should be kicking in soon
That is the solution to this generation, right?
For the kids born ******* on a golden spoon

I can't lay in my bed if it's never made
I can't face my fears if I'm never afraid
I want to lead a revolution
I would give my life for kids to be brave

There are so many people that I want to defend
There are so many times when I want to pretend
That everything is running so smoothly
But I'm still praying that the youth will transcend

And while we're on the subject of praying
I am not religious, it's spiritual I'm staying
However, I will respect your views
Unless it's the innocent that you are slaying

I cannot organize the thoughts in my head
Is there really peace in knowing you're dead?
It's 11:04 on a Tuesday night
I suppose this means I should go to bed
Jacqueline Sullivan
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Jacqueline Sullivan  28/F/Massachusetts
(28/F/Massachusetts)   
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