Colour fade, has a shade

Wetty eyes, glow your face 

From dark days, take a run

It's your turn, to yourself be concern

Accept your flaws, out of laws 

And that's how, you yourself draws 

Say goodbyes to all the cries

Just think wise, everything has something nice.

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Ladybug, ladybug on my wall

It was there all summer, but now it's fall.

It was there all season, but never found reason

To stand and fight, or take off in flight.

It just clung there helpless.... on my wall.

Afraid to stand, afraid to fall.

Not really sure about its gender,

Just watched it miss out on life's spendor.

Was it waiting there for a man?

Or for someone el...

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While most other birds sing a duet,

Or with a chorus hidden up in a tree,

There's a little bird that sings loud and proud, 

Alone, but in harmony.  

This little bird sings outside my window,

While the rest of the birds are asleep. 

This little bird sings with depth and conviction,

While others can only dream.

Where does it find the courage 

To stand alone and sing?

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I’m sorry to disappoint you

That I can be too sweet and so weak

And yet I can be cold and cruel too

That I can completely snap to my core

And morph into a creature of different sorts

I’m sorry that I’m not white or black

Or immaculate

Or of any matter 

For that fact

I’m not anything 

At all

Not wholly whole

You see,

Incompleteness 

Has been my superpower 

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the madness is carried

from perpetrators to victims

from link to link on the chain of misery

where victims become perpetrators

and perpetrators create more victims

on and on it goes

history shows

that the chain extends

‘til the bitter end.

there is so much madness

coming from our race

sometimes I wonder

do we use the word “inhuman” in the wrong ways?

we ...

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Deafened by definitions

About who we

Should be

Becoming blinded

By beliefs

We can't see

Consuming assumptions

Of society's strangers

Persistent peer pressure

Tries to

Rearrange us

But to yourself 

You belong

You cannot

Be sold

There is

Nothing wrong

In breaking free

From the

Mold

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