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i scream while sliding down a hill grasping at some weeds whose faces smile down at me as i spread their seeds the policeman beats the first gr..

im nowhere, and everywhere im dead, but still living im going so incredibly fast and time is not so forgiving

what do you do, when you know it will end? there's no going back when you can't even pretend. does it give you strength, to know you will die? ..

Im not knocking anyones religion im just saying that to beleive there is only one way to worship is BS

this story in about the aftermath of a video shown to the secret members of the united nations.

these are just two poems I have stumbled upon that make more sense

sorry but i have to pay tribute to my closest friend

a poem about the dawn of spring

got i hate ending the perfect book i wish it would just last forever

racism is so last century