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I accept everyone and everything as long as it doesn't harm someone
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@loz3rauthor - writing (NOT poetry)
@loz3rdrawz - art
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about me !
i like poetry and stuff,
love over hate
I accept everyone and everything as long as it doesn't harm someone
My other accounts
@loz3rkidd69 = main
@loz3rauthor - writing (NOT poetry)
@loz3rdrawz - art
these wings tear my back apart. I am bleeding for what you deem beauty.
Even if there are no clouds in the sky it's still a sky. And that same sky has a beautiful sunset. Or it has at least. At least once. And it has had beautiful clouds at least once, too. And it will again, even if not today.
was i born for fame, or do i yearn for attention?
you kill me day after day yet refuse to let me die.
you killed that kid, and you might've just about killed this one too.
I grow transphobia in me because I'm rooted as it's enemy, I dig myself in man pits in hopes to never climb out.
I cage myself in a small midwest town, keeping not me locked up; but rather who I once was. I cry in hopes of wasting my tears.
I can't bring myself to care for the messages where I say I did, because I hate the fact I still do.
people were planning weddings
i was planning a funeral
I have anger in my blood
I have fear in my roots
I have silence engraved in me,
and they carved it deeper and deeper into me until I bled.
promises and swears to the end of time;
but your 'we will' turned into a, 'if we.'
and you suddenly stopped being so sure of things,
then i think i did too.
Soon enough it stopped being me and you,
and became me, then you.
I knew it was too good to be true,
but no matter what, i promise to always be your moon
A lightning; one that glimmered. Realizations flickered, change thundering; hence one day, warm hands enveloped it; the hands of freedom.
A sound? A chime? Or a passion burning so bright, overflooding with freedom, with soul. Then it shudders completely, and the flame is merely a burn.
Tap on the window,
hear them follow,
once and twice, if thrice; evil will swallow.
Knock on the door,
creek on the floor,
once and twice, if thrice; you're no more.
Tape the vents,
board the fence,
once and twice, if thrice; things get intense.
I wanna be 3 years old,
unaware.
Unaware of the world,
myself,
everyone and everything.
For I was brainless; like a dog or a harmless zombie. No thoughts, just happy.
I have returned brainless; but moreso like a 'violent' dog or a corpse. No thoughts, just empty.
I am a hue of brown way deep down.
I'm not the burnt orange that surrounds,
nor the desolate black muting life's sound.
Moody blue is a similar tune,
natural green feels as far yet as close the moon,
but brown feels less a voluntary choose and moreso a glue;
comforting and warm it devours me,
swallows me whole till I drown in the sea.
I try to dye the water a different color, to swim and flee,
yet deep down near the coral reefs;
lies the shadow and comfort of the roots made for me;
my design, my nature;
who I'm chosen to be.
I always have and always will comfort thee.
an entire body
a heavy one,
heavy thoughts,
heavy sobs,
heavy steps,
heavy lies,
heavy hate,
heavy problems,
but all i feel is how heavy my fucking eyebags are