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All we see is how beautiful it is
With its intricate designs and sparkle
We love flaunting our wealth
Adorned in dazzling, glittering jewels

We never stop and think
About the blood spilt; the lives lost
In order to get these precious gems
For little less than tuppence a day
Inspired by blood diamonds. I mean when i was younger my mum went to a ring shop i asked the man how much the children suffered getting the diamonds and how much they got.......I never expected an answer because it seemed like he'd gone into shock but he told me less than two pence a day........
I am sorry I was born with ******* and a ****** instead of a ****
As it's all that seems to define me in your sexist eyes...........
Its always the same story
It's hilariously funny to see
That being random and crazy
Has become such a norm to be
I yearn to see the ordinary folk
Being unique by being themselves
Not cheap imitations of popular 'quirks'
Never spouting stupidly bizarre phrases
And shrugging it off on their peculiar freakishness
Thinking it cool to obsess over rainbows and unicorns
When in fact its just sad to see them all become
*
The same shade duller inside; monotonous gray
Just my  opinions Im putting out here I dont wish to cause anyone offense. It's just how I see it...
Do you trust me?
She asks
A finger stroking your cheek
Convincing you to let go; succumb
To her honey sweet charm

But stupid you aren't
Nor misguided
With darkness swirling in her eyes
Blacker than ebony coal
Her smile sharpens
With ice

You know of her crimes
What she has done
Of the cruelty and hurt she inflicts
Upon the innocent
Yet she loves you still
There's still a chance for her in her almost shriveled heart?

No time to ponder or think
The choice is here and now
Will you save her or not?
Are you enough to make her stay?
As a ONCER I wrote this for Captain Swan after an episode on season 5 where she asked him if he trusted her.
All I hear is talk around me
The words hum in my ears
I can't understand the idle dribble
Of the wasted human race
I plead guilty to frivolities too
For I am no different
But I'll act different from the rest; internally
Just to feel a bit happier
Arrogance
Why do we take terrible atrocities so lightly these days
Like ****, ******, suicides, prejudices, abuse and bullying
Even if they have become a norm nowadays
Especially as they have become a norm nowadays

Plastered on the news daily
Turning away blind from these sufferings
Has made the evils stronger
Which is why they have become a norm these days

How many lives can we save if we care to notice
These crimes dancing before us
WHY?!?!?!
You feel ready to do anything to fix yourself up
Dieting you tried and ******* in makes it worse

After spending hours on your hair and make up
Angling yourself best self consciously in party photos

Then crying at home when going through them
For a decent Instagram picture; nothing's good enough

It doesn't make sense because you tried right?
Yet your cheeks are balloons inflated on your face

A smile constrained, painfully stretched across your face
You've forgotten how to smile properly so became fake

You look at your beautiful friends and selfishly wish for their assets
Then sigh wistfully posting a few reasonable pictures and smile

At the heart lifting comments on your beauty that fails to be seen*
**Yet it touches you that others can somehow manage to see it in you.
Never trust your negative opinions about yourself instead believe in the beauty others see in you.
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