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#devastate
Maybe I believe there's more to your heart than colored skin thoughts, thoughts of a blanket death, intent to devastate the space for differences maybe I believe it is innate, truly human to set fright aside for the good of futures, then what are you? Hateful eyes disguise the beauty in you designed to shine among the others but I can't teach through resistant bitterness and I won't speak when it means I only speak to waste my breath on you, on you.
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 6:37 PM UTC
Energies|Death and Precious Breath
All of my heroes died in vain for me. I'm not up to their remarks. Perhaps that's why we have heroes. Some believe in gold and find it deep while they toil the field. But for the ones who don't wish for the gold or are too devastated by the devastation their destiny is to die in and by devastation. For the majority of us devastated peasants in the wide devastated field- our destiny is to lookup to our dead heroes and fail. Miserably and devastatingly.
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Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 9:08 AM UTC
Devastate.