loitering illegally in the graveyard
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a poetry book dedicated to every cell in your body
@timespieces
Copyright 2017
—i begged you to heed me my mantra, my grief but dead kids don't mean much to the dirt darkened streets and my body's possessed by everyone except me
alone in the shade in the rain you left me i'm fading now stranger this once, you agree brush the dirt off of my heart and use it to set me free
well, lay me down in the reeds don't cover me in suffering weeds and leave me, leave me be glance over your shoulder but never chase down my eyes in the river leave me, leave me be
Gracelessly, RB
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a/n: real talk. so kids are being kept in cages in america. land of the free. refugees fleeing death and danger are treated like criminals for wanting to be safe. our president is saying things that sound eerily like nazi ideologies. this is it. we learned in school about the holocaust. about Japanese internment camps. about slavery and oppression and wars and fascism and this is it. right here in 2018 kids are being treated like animals. it's not enough that he's signed something to stop it. it just means the families will be imprisoned together. i'm ashamed of this country. i'm disgusted by our government that has lost 1,500 children. it's revolting. this isn't the free world. it's never been. i believe we can be. but right now we're far from it. i don't know what can be done. i don't know what i could do being basically a kid myself. i'm just so tired of this.
