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what do you do when you’re caught between your In-betweens?
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Mansions made of cardboard boxes, we are papier-mache prayers…
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Umbra transfusion, she glimmers brighter than my shadow self.
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So I kept scouring,Seeking out beauty capableOf placating the gentleHum of pain inside. When the loopsOf nooses beganTo resemble acrobaticHoops,I laughed in Pain’s face. It was finally my turnTo tell her,“Don’t take it so seriously.”
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This is not the land of the free nor opportunity, this is the land of delusion. This is not the “American Dream” unless you are asleep and it is just that–a dream. We are living in a time where a growing populous of people’s retirement plan is suicide. We have higher rates of self inflicted…
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Crazy what happens when you get off your clown shit and get promoted to ringleader. I take joy in being a traveling circus.
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“You’re so full of yourself!” Like it’s a bad thing. Have they ever taken a moment to think about what the fuck that even means? I now love to respond with, “As opposed to who? Who else am I supposed to be full of? Beyoncé? I am proud and only wish to be full and…
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Fuck you. And also, fuck me too. We’re not in this life together but that doesn’t mean we can’t come together. Turn the petty to prosperous.