A new sector has opened up in my recovery, The sector of the spider.
conquer/conquered
vanish
I people please to survive. Im waiting...
Prejudice
Its heart braking to stand up
Im trying to start where I was stolen from...
Im under attack
Im not enough
My attacks are more subtle, not less wearing.
Do not give what is holy to the dogs...
The kindest deeds of the wicked are still cruel..
Do not give ones pearls to pigs and swine lest they trample you under there feet, turn and tear you into pieces...
Thugs and thug princesezz...
fake...
looks
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Help me,
I live in a police state....
marching and smiling...
Poor person or soldier
With status people die..
worship/shutdown
Affluence
attack
all alone... abandon in a field/silence
open
dialog...
disrespect
thug elite...
composure
Im still not able to say what I need to say.. what I want to say.. Its about having the freedom to speak and grow and learn... To express freely without being shut down...