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If I'm naked, I have my pride.
If I'm alone, I'm safe.
If I'm silent, I am infallible.
If I'm sexless, I'm happy.
If I'm dead, I'm resting.
If I'm white, I'm free.
If I'm alone, I'm safe.
If I'm silent, I am infallible.
If I'm sexless, I'm happy.
If I'm dead, I'm resting.
If I'm white, I'm free.
Literature
Breathe
Early morning and
I'm still awake. My mind is
wrapped in my mistakes.
Literature
Kiss me.
There's something in the pale placid blue of your eyes
Watching grey tendrils fade into a dark night
As they leap from the soft red embers
Perched at the end of an off brand cigarette.
"Everyone wants to be beautiful," you say,
Letting the words drip from the tarnished silver of your tongue
And slide down the makeup caked on your jaw
To lie in pools like nightsoil on street corners
Stiffened by winter winds and carelessness.
"You are beautiful," I say,
But the words ring a haunting hollow,
A single breath in a stillborn sea of wasted breaths,
Some shining schoolgirl promise
After a dozen deafened seasons have spun each other ro
Literature
The Fallen
You shone like a shadow,
blending into the night like a ghost.
Feeding off our emotions, feeling hollow,
you were the parasite, we were the host.
You targeted and somehow drew me in,
with your sad eyes and crooked smile.
Speaking of a fire choking you from within,
you are the angel thrown into exile.
With broken feathers and tattered wings,
you reminisce of a time you've forsaken.
And during the loneliest nights I can hear you sing,
of the day where all you loved was taken.
Those sorrowful notes would carry and reach my ears,
and I'd ache from the pain you felt.
Your misery was more than I could bear to hear,
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No Racism in that last line, I mean, if I'm undefined, I'm free to be whatever I want to be.
(c) Me.
(c) Me.
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