"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

tanned skin that shines like
lacquered nails that type on
tiny phones that sent messages
that tear you down.
I hope you're happy with the things you do and the life you lead
I pray that you enjoy every moment that you spend making everyone else's lives hell
Good for you
Congratulations
You have the power.
Now tell me, how does it feel?

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