I am the echo of your wants,
a whisper you can’t chase.
And when you reach for me,
I’m gone—like smoke you can't erase.
I've got some tricks tucked up my sleeve.
I've become someone I hate.
If you're drawn to pain, come closer—
I’ll hand you all my weight.
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I said I wanted quiet—
now I flinch when I get it.
There’s a hum in the silence
that sounds like regret,
but I don’t name it.
Not out loud.
I still walk like I’m untouchable.
Still flirt with ruin like it’s mine to keep.
But some nights, I miss softness
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If the six million Jews who died in the Holocaust
saw their descendants treat an ethnic minority as second-class citizens,
what do you think they'd feel?
And if they saw them relegate these people
to poor ghettos, deprive them of basic rights,
and then systematically steal their lands,
what do you think they'd feel?
And if they heard them refuse to help these people
have a homeland of their own, claiming there’s no room,
while they live on lands taken from these very people
......
Along a dry and weary road
There stood a Traveller once
He was quite bent with a heavy load
Of sins so many tons
He stood there looking all confused
Under the daylight sun
He knew not then which way to choose
The broad or narrow one
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The Core of It All
You can punch your neighbor’s face—
Cops are harder to abase.
Let the slaves release their steam—
That’s the core of every scheme.
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The Core of It All
You can punch your neighbor’s face—
Cops are harder to abase.
Let the slaves release their steam—
That’s the core of every scheme.
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I said I wanted quiet—
now I flinch when I get it.
There’s a hum in the silence
that sounds like regret,
but I don’t name it.
Not out loud.
I still walk like I’m untouchable.
Still flirt with ruin like it’s mine to keep.
But some nights, I miss softness
......
I am the echo of your wants,
a whisper you can’t chase.
And when you reach for me,
I’m gone—like smoke you can't erase.
I've got some tricks tucked up my sleeve.
I've become someone I hate.
If you're drawn to pain, come closer—
I’ll hand you all my weight.
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The Spawn’s Design
Twist all life into disgrace,
Leave no room for truth to be.
Fighting Darkness face to face—
That alone sets spirits free.
Spawn build prisons, walls grow tall,
Trapping worlds in endless night.
Yet they never build at all—
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I never see the waves of grief coming
why would I
I’m not dead
yet
every now and then
I think about all the things
that have happened in my life,
everything I thought I was desensitized to,
and I am unbearably saddened
because what I went through
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