A bones life

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originally uploaded by Bones_.

Brutal tortuast pain staking lame faking game shaking flames. that take advan=ntage and have no vantage point, its all the same. righting my name is the same as fly in the rain screeming out my pain . for everytime my pen touches that blue line. i feel the fabric and yes i love it. the ink drasticaly painteing a letter away that discribes indepth more than some can say. today, i hve been faced with a disition that i hope when i look back on will be gray, not black or white but grey. To my simay my fellow man has been thretend to taken away. In my heart do I agree with this, no way, but in my mind i must say i do and thats what i am fighting against .ok.

Process of elimination

At my school we have a reputation of students being shown the door back home. Today another student was sent home from my crew. It seems as though the educators are pulling fast ones on the true voice of my community. We are for the time being a blog of thoughts covered by a mute veil. However i promise you that once we unite and yell at the top of our lungs we demand justice. It shall be awarded to those willing to sacrifice, which at my school is any and all the students. THe educators can play a role in our voice also, for the combined voice can be heard by far more ears for a much further distance. I find it hard to trust them because they have to be critical of use; thier pupils. How i pray for the day we may celebrate and say we are one and no one can say no and get away. So if you educators want to be trusted respected and honored make your sacrifises, make your disitions but include the backing of your appprentice for we hold the majority and fuck u if you dont think so!