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March 7, 2011
By Eva LAvram BRONZE, Whitehall, Pennsylvania
Eva LAvram BRONZE, Whitehall, Pennsylvania
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Crippled by society’s expectations,
Maimed by its proclamations,
Freedom . . .
How I yearn to feel that.
The freedom to love,
To hope,
To speak,
To die,
Crippled by society’s expectations,
Maimed by its proclamations.

Death,
To lie unfeeling,
Cold,
Broken,
Death is not when someone dies,
But rather when forgotten,
Remembering keeps a grasp on them,
Forgetting kills them.
Crippled by society’s expectation,
Maimed by its proclamations.

Murder,
It’s not physically killing that’s the crime,
No, it’s far more poignant,
Ignoring someone,
Casting them away,
Discarding them as a worthless object,
Society is the most ruthless,
The coldest of all murderers,
Crippled by society’s expectations,
Maimed by its proclamations



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