And I was silent
And in the time of my silence
Many wrongs were done
Many were killed
And now I ask
Are not these hands too
Bathed in blood

#brokenpoet2

I am too tired to weep
yet you coax a small smile
to adorn these lips like thief
You magical bastard you.
Now make books and love
bloom on bloody battlefields lost..

#brokenpoet2

Sometimes I'm able to block the present horrors out and be carefree then other times I remember that in some states women have lost their autonomy
and some their lives due to it

It's a razors' edge that we shouldn't have to walk.

Assassins and impulse killers alike:
Always take the cash from the body, then the cops can't "rule out robbery as a motive "

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