If God were to come down Himself,

and wipe away all the pain.

restore every scar to its previous state.

undo every lie ever told.

What would be left of us?

How many of our dreams and passions,

are rooted in someone else’s bullshit?

Do you champion women’s rights,

out of a genuine concern for the plight they

face on a daily basis?

Or do you like to end your t...

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I remember…

I know what it was like to discover porn at 10 years old.

I remember, being a middle schooler

with a bucket list full of sex positions.

To look around at my peers,

and think that was normal.

I remember, being in High school

During the height of the “Me too” movement.

Being bombarded with stories that made my heart

drop like a stone through my s...

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How can I think so much in just 20 minutes,

yet accomplish so little in any given day?

The one constant I assumed I had in life,

the speed at which time passed by,

now pushing and pulling like the tides.

If I believe my textbook,

and this must all be perception,

all I am left to believe in is my own insanity.

If this is somehow real, or something close to

...

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He is the one who sees it all.

The men who are just trying to feed their families,

among the ranks of the invaders.

The foxes who scour among the liberators.

He who raises up great thinkers,

and topples empires underfoot.

He sees the honest, among the arrogant.

He sees the isolated, among the popular.

He sees the righteous, among the rowdy.

He sees the merciful...

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It’s really hard to undo this

idea. That a safe space is where

nothing is expected of me,

rather

than a place where I feel loved

and valued.

To be so driven by the notion,

that expectation is innately wrong somehow.

Instead of a tool,

weaponized by the adults around me,

but not incorrect in itself.

A ball, full of potential,

can be anything

but not ...

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If we, as a society

rid ourselves of the natural consequences

of our own actions,

there will then no longer be any ground

for us to equally stand on.

What would become of our lives?

when we put on that headset,

and enter a world

where our limitless freedom

comes at the expense

of everyone around us.

When 100% freedom for me,

means 0% freedom for anyone...

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It’s just a rectangle

such a pretty rectangle

The vast array of colorful lights

arranged into images,

falsehoods,

of the real thing.

A portal into a separate, secret, little world.

I can do anything here

in my pocket dimension.

A vast library of human knowledge.

The engine driving it forward,

the gutter of civilization.

I can, in the span of an af...

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Can I have a hug?

Can I not be pulled away from?

Can I be weak, and in pain?

Can I have any physical connection that isn’t sexual?

Can I not be afraid, of the casual flirting,

with the barista behind the counter.

Can I have a small piece of the love,

Shown between a girl and her friends.

She goes to embrace another she,

A group of besties, inseparable from each...

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Read History

as if you were the perpetrator

and you will find,

how carelessness and apathy

add up into atrocity

Listen to History

as if the stories were your own

and you will find

even the best of us have things to learn,

trials to push through, and opportunities unearned

Know History

as if it was the back of your own hand

and you will find

raw huma...

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Everyone’s got their own thing

In the bustling city

A place to go,

Work to do,

A conversation with someone halfway across the world to engage in.

An ideal to strive for,

A pose to strike,

A vibe to give off.

Begging for people to stop and notice,

My cycles of depression and sorrows.

So naïve to their own cycles,

of stress and pleasure.

Is any...

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My body, My choice?

Is sex not a two way street?

Does it not have lasting effects on your relationship?

Is your heart so calloused over, you no longer care?

For if two alcoholics split the bill on a handle of Vodka,

Are they still alcoholics?

So too, those who come together

in the interest of momentary gratification taken from each other.

Who use the human figure,

l...

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Heed my warning,

those who are young.

Who still have their youthful vigor.

You who have lived in a world of deceit,

who’s contraptions held your attention,

and captivated your imaginations.

Who have lived lives,

balanced on the edge between good and evil.

Who fear no God.

For they will be given a sign they cannot deny.

Their reaction will determine their fate.

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Can I ask you a question? I want a strangers point of view.

I’ve wanted to die for as long as I can remember.

I have no idea who I am.

I’ve taken every anger and frustration, and turned it inward.

I’m taking life 20 minutes at a time.

I have the attention span of a goldfish,

a vivid imagination for the macabre.

I cling to other people for reasons token going,

and ...

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Come one! Come all!

To my house of cards!

It is I, the Ace of Spades,

the cornerpeice of this whole charade.

From me, every balance act is made,

and from me, the whole house stands.

Your chances are high!

Your odds, favorable!

Those lucky enough to draw a face,

the divine gift of symmetrical features,

blessed with the privilege of driving us into

the dirt.

...

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