Gentle Screams and Glass Figurines

Gentle Screams and Glass Figurines

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"Nothing can protect us from the human screams, as the fire of anarchy intoxicates our once innocent minds." ~~~~~~ A collection of poems about life, death, and everything in between. Dark, deep, and horror poetry intended to make you think about things in a new perspective.
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Sueño con un paraíso colorido, que el himno nacional sea un latido. The flag will not know bloodshed. Bad people will see what's truly up ahead. Yo quiero que el humano sea humano y que sus acciones no sean en vano. I want people to be treated equally like gold and not falter with the cold words they have been told. I want people to melt that iron in their hearts and make that metal into houses that won't fall apart. The imaginary lines that separate us will be erased and turned into dust. That wall made of blood and distrust, for people that are treated with disgust, will crumble to pieces with their voices. Because what separates us are colorful skin and choices...

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