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Feb 2018
As the snow falls, my heart is frozen, beating slowly
To tunes of broken hearts.
Our only world is crumbling.
Like paper we are tossed out
As the magnitude of hatred
Keeps increasing. My shadows of doubt clouding my mind like the flakes that fill the nights air.
There is no clarity anymore.
I see the ice but I depict ash
Why is this ,I keep asking
Are we to continue
To **** ourselves and others
To there is nothing left
To help speed up the process
Of revelation. **** here I go again. Can't save the world ,if you can't save yourself,babygirl . Anger as become the now, to act on it ,to not let it spill thru the floorboards of door. Embarrassment brings on ****** ,suicide, and drive bys do you not hear the innocent cries.We are so easy to anger yet not quick to love.The voice of my people is so ******* negative, Misery seems to be the new happy.A lover or two is the new... I love you. What change or was it always the same I asked again . I hate thinking ,speaking , seeing. I secretly envy the blind. But would it stop my mind ,I guess not I supposed.
And then I met you...
Written by
Jerica--Herjourney
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