americas fugue
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Our world is ran by pedophiles Religion being the root cause.Something is wrong with the men’s brain.They hide behind a God of evil.A tale to force suppression.In a facade of performative chants.Its time to end this dystopian.Let the women lead to protect the children.Nurture them back from this hellscape. Raise them to be so loved…
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My back hurts.Hands are restless.Watching the people with their dead eyes.White picket fences.Pigs waiting to be slaughtered.Programmed by greed and ignorance.When will you see?We are bombing children!Billionaire men are fucking them!The water is poisoned.The air is thick.Stop driving.Stop working.Just STOP.I’m made to sit quiet.And bleed,And suffer,Hambre de alma.The tortured soul.Broken by those who were meant…
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If I talk about it my hurt will spill onto other people People of whom I would never let experience this pain Not willingly And so it stays inside of me Permeating every waking minute Seeping into my dreams I beg for the day it finally ends I know death is peaceful I’ve visited many…
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Another new feeling. My house is on fire right now and no one cares. At least not those around me. Honestly, I didn’t anticipate for them to care, but I also didn’t anticipate this “feeling.” And being the queen of empathy, I know as sure as the sky is blue, that I will care, and…
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It’s hard to put into words the emotions I am experiencing watching, what feels like the world being on fire, while walking through a complicit, task driven day. On one hand I feel relief. As a woman, seeing the men destroy our beautiful world and create chaos amongst humans has been terrible. To know that…