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ANA CORREIA Sep 2018
Sometimes it’s the wrong choices
That takes us to the right places
We can hear a thousand voices
Yet we only care for a handful of faces

We’re abnormally high on love
We can jump so high people think we’re flying
We don’t wish we just hope
That one day we can make truths of their lying

And maybe you’re the crazy ones
And we? Are the kings and queens
Playing with water that can burn all the suns
Cause our reality is not always what it seems

So please walk like you don’t care
That your world is falling apart
When the walls crumble you’ll think it’s unfair
But we will just say that broken it’s just another form of art
this came to my mind when once again a friend of mine was being bullied by society. I mean just because we are not all the same doesn´t mean we can make fun and put down other people. that just ****** me off so much. hope you enjoy my poem and that it makes you guys smile

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