voice 20: thankfulness.

Forever is a long time, to survive and love. With each tick tock, living becomes mundane. The colors lose its gradient, beauty, its uniqueness. But my friend, it’s only in your eyes. Try voicing me, through words or actions. You’ll watch the colors spring back, and find beauty in normalcy. You don’t lose much, by […]

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voice 19: smugness.

Is that my reflection? God forbid such perfection! Is that my life? God forbid such success! Look at me, with the world under my reign. I scale up and up and up, higher than your spirit. My heels pampered with victory, I see no one, but myself. Oh sweet lord, why am I so perfect? […]

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voice 18: ruthlessness.

Don’t help, watch them fall. Don’t cry, watch them die. I live in the cold side of your soul, feeding on emotions and terror. I live in the root of hatred, feeding on pain and scars. I have cut off the hand that helps, sympathy only leads to death. I have walked off the path […]

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voice 17: queerness.

My nerves tingle, with every look. My complexity hides, with every whisper. Drape my identity, with it, my tribe. Dry my voice, with it, my life. Hidden in a creek, painting a fake color. Hidden in a crowd, painting a fake face. Embrace your flaws, but not me. Embrace your uniqueness, but not me. Why […]

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voice 16: peace.

I am a delusion, in the hearts of war. I am the air, that you cannot catch. I am being killed every day, with words, with knives, with votes. I’m being forsaken, of my warmth to the cold. I am found in the den of the poor, not in the grandeur of the master. I am […]

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