Poems from jointheconspiracy

The ambush was veiled with sparkling lights It shimmered to all who looked upon it They boasted of how it changed their sights Walk...
It is both a curse and a blessing to feel things so deeply. To take on the gravity of a burden or the flight of a fancy.   Both within...
Waiting for the pressure to be lanced by a blade drawn fast Praying for the vice to loosen from my chest Wishing I could go someplace not...
When children dress their dolls with Kevlar When the just are accused of tyranny When the circle is completed We, my friends, are ready...

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