Steady heartbeats, relaxed lungs
Slow bodies, nice tongues
No worries, no guns
Safety walking all alone
Warmth in and out of home
Unfairness never known
Hatred squandered with a love
Depression, anxiety paining none
Inequality never grown
Breathless laughs instead of moans
A world where everyone can be their own
With out the world outside this poem
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Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
