I WOULD RATHER DIE IN HELL.

If the earth is where Lovers sin For having the same body parts. Skirts length decide Sanctity of what’s underneath. Male tears rhyme with Weak and miscreant. Nature exists To be destroyed. Shades of skin Decide the loudness of voice. Guns are the form Of power and control. Illness is celebrated As art and romance. […]

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RED.

I sit on my friend’s porch and wonder, what colors would make her home better? she slips me a sign of “you need to leave.”, between her buried eyebrows. I choose to stay. the wall behind me is too blue, I like the idea of red instead. I went ahead and slit my friend, took […]

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we are all in this together.

HeyLo, Although I am fully aware of the fact that “new year” is a man-made concept and Jan 1, 2018 will just be another regular day of my life, I didn’t want it to stop me from exploiting the thoughts my heart and mind have carried over the last 12 months. This year has definitely […]

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just the little things.

  “What is the matter?”,   “Oh. Just the little things, that pull me down for a second, and releases me back with vulnerable skin. Just the little things, that make the world seem bigger and wilder, than the one I was born in. Just the little things,  that makes my tears seem fake, for […]

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stained.

your fingers stained my skin, leaving it like a scene to enjoy at sunrise. your words stained my life, leaving it like a scene to cry over at sunset. Take Care, From the not so-

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