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Bria Roberson-Gresham

Updated: Tue, 30 Nov 2021 02:09 pm

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This is my place to express my feelings. It will be filled with stories, both fictional and nonfictional scenarios. A place for my expressions. A peace of mind, an emotion protector. A blog to hold, to remember bold beautiful imagery from my mind to yours. This is something I depend on daily, its my therapy. My notebooks have listened and stored my downfalls and rebirth. So here I am once again, newly bold, dabbling in this Beautiful Art Form.

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Being Above The highest king I have a question for the creator of all things My words are fierce, but my tongue is pillaged I ask am I here for demolishment Am I here as an experiment, the effects of the human plague The disease called humanity I have been sucked dry, drained of empathy Currently seeking refugee Posting signs looking for souls misplaced like me I'm praying oh higher being that there comes a time of relief That our souls will become reposed Here I am petrified and barricaded in solitude How long can I bear the sins that come with the birth of humanity No longer feeling the warrior strength Existing only as a causality Pummeled by reality Seeking sanctuary in abandoned buildings " These humans are after me!"

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Bria Roberson-Gresham

Tue 17th Aug 2021 06:33

Yes the black man or woman seems to never get a break no matter what time in history it is

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