Little Visions

living a life of truth forever and always.

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Gas

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what did the mystic see

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Reparation

The Whipped, The Burned, The Gassed, The Raped

The Individuals, we group

We must dig through the weeds

Planted by Oppressors

Dig up their graves

How can we dig when the coffin’s rock solid

Hard wood— of violent nights

Violently raising The Dead

Rip open their coffin and grab them hard

Pry open their mouths and force them to speak

Use them as your puppet

Don’t hide your humanity behind the violence

Let me remove your clothes, I need to inspect

Pull out the stitches to get to their heart

This will make it easier

Once we finally take their eyes

To see their Unseen World

We can ask

What’s your favorite color?

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o my finalhope

My heart will explode-

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mr rainbow land

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Guilt. I’d like you to return. I didn’t think your absence would cause the same amount of suffering as when you were present. I am becoming someone I dreaded to even imagine being. Please come home guilt.

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i want to look like i’m dying

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if i ever turn against you. please know that he is not me. he is not the man who loves you. don’t let him taint your image of me. don’t let him take my spot. kick him out until i can return once more.

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sometimes when i look in the mirror all i see is a fucked up little girl. i’m sorry for what has happened to you.

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my undying love had died. now resurrected for another.

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I am the villain in every chapter i live and analyze. i hate having a bias. maybe i wouldn’t feel so terrible with a clean slate.

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because of many things, i feel like my body has been taken from me. I suppose my obsession with the human form is a way for me to reclaim what was stolen.

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i relish in my misery and accept with open arms, for life is suffering and i am in love with life

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i have my father’s morals

and my mother’s brain