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I lost my phone
I lost my keys
I ponder if it would be easier
To hide where nobody
Could find me
Too?
No mercy or kindness to be found
A horrible life to live
He asked for an extra cookie
Yet no cookie would they give
The boy wanted to color
The warden said, “Not today”
He wanted to leave, to escape
Just to go home and play
The inmates there were never kind
They stole snacks from him
And in the yard they played hide-n-seek
But he never seemed to win
Then after that, came naptime
A torture fit for hell
They forced him into unconsciousness
With music like a spell
He eagerly awaited the deafening ring
That called for his release
Then he would be at home again
Finally, at peace
I don’t wanna pack. Packing is lame.
we only bloom in the violet hour
He studies her, taking in the thin limbs and black hair and the gray bruise slanting over her gaunt cheekbone. Joly had once compared Cosette to the sun, and it strikes Enjolras now that her darker counterpart is the moon, all shadows and secret nights, with no radiance to call her own, her beauty waxing and waning until the clouds part and, for a fleeting moment, you tilt your head back and see her for what she is, and she suddenly bathes you in silver.
I am Ahmed Jehad I am 28 years old. I am married and have a daughter who is less than a year old. I live in Gaza in a displacement tent in Deir al-Balah I lost my shelter and shelter
Help me save my family from destruction and poverty.
https://gofund.me/665fbb6c
Please help me by donating
Don't mind the extra tags - hopefully they reach other audiences ^^;
https://gofund.me/665fbb6c << link you should check out and help out :3