I want to live.
I want to feel.
Flung into the darkest light.
Put me in a mask and
my heart will drum on, will
thunder, in a storm
of clasping, grasping hands
and hopeful, heartfelt sighs.
Please.
Let me live!
Let me feel!
Paint on a disguise and
I will show you
The deepest oceans
of my soul.














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The state is nothing but an instrument of oppression of one class by another--no less so in a democratic republic than in a monarchy.
Friedrich Engels
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How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
Henry David Thoreau.
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To be or not to be?
meh, lets just eat some pancakes and call it a day.
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How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
Henry David Thoreau.
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