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Maja Mar 2020
Let’s talk about the group that killed an old lady
and the fact that they escaped.

Let’s talk about the woman who was judged
for "saying she wanted" to be *****.

Let’s talk about the boy who was bullied
and that no one said a thing.

Let’s talk about the people who bullied
and that the boy hanged himself on a sling.

Let’s talk about the girl who was kidnapped,
***** at only four,

Why is everyone quiet?

because people are horrible
and sometimes it’s easier to ignore.
My heart is heavy and mind burdened with thoughts no child should have to ponder.
Why do humans have to exist?
Clay Face Mar 2020
I just don’t want to be alone. Adrift away, walking astray, or isolated and in disarray.

I’ve yet to find someone who isn’t crippled by such a fright. We all know we need someone to hold tight.

Abridged from weeping, malady, and meaning.

Both comfortable with venturing cathartic jungles.
Someone to share an ineffable bond, and curl in bundles.

Not just a *******, dismissal, and ducking.

Stay around a while, make some memories to compile. And stop objectifying human beings.

Swiping left and right. Through the meat.

I feel so desperate to collaborate with the other kind. To be together, one mind.
Clay Face Mar 2020
If you have nothing new to say.
Nothing true to say.

Shut the **** up.

Stop feeding off of others words.
They got them from someone else’s plate.

We’ve all had a taste of them, they’re on the ******* dollar menu.

I can’t stand hearing cheap ****,
shut up and go take a hit.
Maybe in your daze,
you’ll find something amaze.

Then write about that.
Not something run over on the road.
Love’s practically flat.

I want to see a flash from a barrel,
and hear a bang from a muzzle.
Every ******* time I read a pseudo-love poem.

Put down the pen on love.
I’m ashamed of the poems I’ve writ about it.
Thinking I had knowledge of something so powerful.

If it’s real, you can’t put it into words.
Let it stay that way.
Indescribable.
Don’t let a pen astray,
on something in an ashtray.

This bridge has been burned for too long.
maria Mar 2020
it's killing me
inside
and out
but
makes me
strong
somehow

virus
in the town
me & you
cuddle
in the house
Stay in but stay calm.;)

written on March 14, 2020
© ,Maria
Asominate Mar 2020
Dissected lines
Intersection
A special selection
Death by design
Max Neumann Mar 2020
a lioness above
clouds chilling
in freezing iceblue fog
quite willing

to attack and to shock
earth to **** and disturb
to swallow and gobble
each life fully and fast
Today is a good day.
Lara Mar 2020
I’m dragged by the Devil
Holding back my tears
He’s killing me slowly
Drowning me in fear

Fear is the rope
Dangling around my neck
While he holds me
I can’t fight back

He is the stone
On my leg trying to swim
I can feel my lungs burn
As the water runs in

He is the salt
In my wounds as i slide
And how he’d yell
If I would have cried

He is the voice
That let my ears bleed
“You are so wrong”
Is what he screamed

He is a reminder
Of everything I do wrong
Hell is the place
Where I think I belong

He is the Joker
The Sinner and Satan
Incubating nightly
On his evil plan

I hate him but won’t
I love him but don’t
I’d **** him but can’t
I’d live but can’t stand

The Devil’s power
The everlasting pain
I’m done fighting for life
It’s not in my veins
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