Friday, January 16, 2015

The same pattern.

I
can not sit here 
again and again and again
And pray for no more breath
Imagine what is left? 

Who I want 
Who she is 
Where she's been 
What happened?
A mystery, 
by a glance 
As they prance unselfish?

Living lives
AMAZING lives 
Amazing lives and gay!

They kissed away the ha8e

Cheek to cheek 
They took a stand 
She somehow feels unwelcomed 
Unwritten 
& Unclaimed. . .
Forbidden 
Hidden 
Dirty drapes
in her negative rays
Blue and black 
And back to black 
Again and again and again 

The story never changes

Knowing every climate now
The feature 
The print 
The loathing, 
The blows the lows 
They leave her there 
"Do 
NOT 
care!"

Unbroken
broken
Un-stolen 

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