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They killed me

They took my life away/ ripped my beating heart from my chest and dangled it in front of my face. They said they were being nice/ said they were good people doing good things. They said they work for the government so that makes their actions wholesome and pure. They said they were just following the rules, just doing their jobs.

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All I said was "I think I'm meant to be a writer.' And the tears just started falling. I cried like a mother whose heart is breaking because her son told her he's going to go off and be an artist. Cry

"I am not here to judge you, only to molest you Strip you of your dignity Crack open your chest and let your vitality spill on the floor I am the curtain and there is nothing but a man behind me I emp

Like a sitting duck We are prey We are not human Humanity is for those who pray My existence is contingent on enduring the pain of the unspoken rules My life matters less because they say so My rights

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