counterfeit freedom

What’s phony and fake and binds you without your knowledge? It’s counterfeit freedom with all the cuttings and trimmings of freedom. Free, sort of. Free, it’ll do. Free, till the next day rises. Because that’s freedom-tainted. That’s freedom-earnt. And we accept it because it’s all we’ve ever known. We don’t know what else is out […]

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polka dot scars

Do you know a girl with cigarette burns in her skin? Scarred little polka dots, that dot all over her. It’s not sweet, nor pretty especially when you consider that that’s her childhood etched into her skin. Burn for burn. Ash for ash. She’s still only just a child, but she carries a child inside […]

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the last word

He gets the last word in, yes, He does. Every time. Even when the life that you built with blood and tears is crumbling all around you. The foundation was strong and the walls weren’t paper thin. The roof had its holes, but nothing can be perfect. For it was yours and yours to keep […]

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