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I try to change the world
But I can't even change
My own life
And so I'm sentenced
To survive
But I can't even change
My own life
And so I'm sentenced
To survive
Literature
You Only Have So Much
Her fingers are dirty,
Her hair tangled.
She's a mess, some would say.
But at least her heart is pure.
His wrists covered in scars,
His stomach roaring with hunger.
He's damaged, some would say.
But at least his love is whole.
Her breathing is heavy,
And her skin is pale.
She's dying, some would say.
But at least she knows how to live.
At least a woman without a house
Knows how to make a home.
Hand her a loaf of bread,
And she won't devour it,
Because she knows how to treasure
The beauty in life.
At least a boy without a smile
Knows how to hold on,
Longer than someone who's never fallen,
And never dared to learn
How to fly.
At least a g
Literature
I can't write poetry for dead girls.
there are too
many pills in this
world and too
much misery in
the human heart
but that didn't mean
that you could just
up and leave when
we both know it
could have gotten better
and i miss you like
a wolf misses her pack
or a goddamn dragon misses
her fire and i'm sorry
that i can't give you
a bouquet of jasmines
(they were your
favorite, after all,
because that was
the only princess
with a pet tiger)
because poppies are
too cliche and i'm
sorry i wasn't there
when all you needed
was a hug and for someone
to whisper "it's okay,
you're perfect enough
for me, don't listen
to that junkie bitch
who just happened to
give birth to you" and did
Literature
It's Not Polite To Lie.
Hush, sweetie,
Do not let their judgments define you.
Do not let their hatred construct you.
Do not let their words build you.
Hush, sweetie,
Do not let your sorrow swallow you.
Do not let your pain devour you.
Do not let your loneliness change you.
Hush, sweetie,
Stop telling yourself lies,
Stop screaming in a whisper that you're
Ugly
Inside and out.
Stop telling yourself that you're
Worthless.
Stop telling yourself that you're
Broken,
And hopeless,
And damaged.
Hush, sweetie...
It's not polite to lie.
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Just something short. It reflects how useless I feel sometimes, when bad things happen and I can't do anything to help 
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esta ficou bastante boa em termos de texto em si, é tão pequeno que as palavras têm mais impacto.
E retrata uma realidade bastante pesada, de forma bastante directa
E retrata uma realidade bastante pesada, de forma bastante directa