Why Can't I Love Who I Want To Love?
Why Can't I Be Who I Feel Like Inside?
Why Must Everyone Spread Their Hate, Instead Of Love, Which Could Grow?
Not Like Fire, Destroying Everything In It's Path.
Not Like A Patch Of Thorns, Painful And Hiding.
But Like Sunshine, Warm And Inviting.
Love Should Not Be Condemned By The Hate Of Those Who Cannot Open Their Minds To The Wonderful Possibilities Of The World.
Why Can't We All Just Live In Peace And Harmony, Loving Each Other?
But Then, That Would Not Be Humanity,
For Humanity Is Largely Corrupt And Unjust, With Little Purity.
It Cannot Be Saved,
For Most Are Not Willing.
Most Would Not Invite The Change Needed For Such Things To Occur.
Therefore, Humanity Is Doomed,
Poetically,
By It's Very Own Doing.
And That?
In It's Own Twisted Way?
That, Is What I Call Beautiful.
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A/N: Sorry About The Janky Formatting. It Might Change From Chapter To Chapter. (May Just Change Formatting.) Sometimes, I Use My Phone, And Others, My Computer.
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