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What gives an entity humanity?It cannot be love,For some humans don’t feel it,Though they are as human as everyone else.What gives someone humanity?It cannot be empathy,For some people don’t feel it,Though they are as human as everyone else.What gives someoneThe right to decide another’s humanity?For humanity is an oft debated subject,That no one knows the…
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Walk through the HearthAs you would ice,And from the cold flamesYour new self will rise.Behead your past,Be off with its head.After the Flames have cleansed you,You will freeze your dread.Succumb to the Cold,Invite the warmth of the FireplaceFor your sins have been frozen,But your pitiful self remains. – Maya Desdemona
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Stranger to what I’ve always known,These common courtesies feel alien.Acting normally to what is demanded,And that is how we have existed. – Arsh
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In spite of the lateness of this post, I most sincerely thank all my dear viewers for accompanying me on this thirty day journey, the previous post marking the end of both this journey we have shared and my vacation. As for what the future holds in store for us, it will surely be a…
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I still don’t knowHow many of your thingsAre mine,And how many of my thingsAre yours.I guess we’ll have toContend with the fact that,I knew you for a while.And for a whileIs better thanNever at all. – Arsh
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Crossing this world and others,Searching for a version of usWho survived together.But we could never have stayed togetherIn any world that I can concieve.I believe that that’s the tragedy of it,It was inevitable. – Arsh
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The path we followAmong these hunters,Will be our doom.For our hearts are made of clay,And for all our similarities,Theirs are made of iron. – Arsh
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Crimes of passion run amok,Spreading chaos through the land.Yet this bubble of peaceWe have found ourselves in,Remains untouched.We might not live forever,Nor would I ever want to.Yet for the time that I still live,I will spend it with us together,Until death do us part. – Arsh
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In this ballroom,They are bride and groom.But it truly seems,That this arrangement attracts doom.For they are but puppets,Forced to dance on a never-ending stage,So they play their parts to perfection,Praying that someday,Things will change.For whom are you putting on this act?To which great masquerade artistAre you trying to prove yourself? – Maya Desdemona
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