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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
not a definition of a physical substance.
Beauty is a color,
11 years 1 month ago
You, the one I used to know,
You are dead
The one I used to hold hands with,
Lay my head upon,
11 years 1 month ago
We broke up
They still think
We are together
No one understands
11 years 1 month ago
Love and Acceptance broke through the chains of Hatred and Prejudice.
11 years 1 month ago
Oh how I dream to pass
No longer with the dream of Jesus
To see and be
With my beloved Jenny
11 years 1 month ago
We bled
For him, For her
But never for you
For I
Never for yourself
For myself
Why must I die
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Falling.
The fresh taste of blood salts my lips.
Rage. How dare I dream about a future that may never come?
11 years 1 month ago
Keep quiet,
Censored.
It’s just ignorance and fear; she says.
Well I’m afraid of a lot of things,
11 years 1 month ago
Paint me black
Paint me white
But paint me red
I become a color
But what color
Bright or Dark
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