I'm drowning in a sea of white,

my rebel blood staining the monochromatic undertones of conformity.

I breath in and watch the ice fall from my lips;

that violent sting of spiteful pleasure.

I taint our civility with dangerous words.

I deconstruct my pedestal with every fatal blow.

Behind the curtains of pretention and smog

you forget how you once disagreed.

This double-think reality that bars the minds of all my children,

my faithful foes,

chokes the life out of screaming throats of intellectualism;

Cut into my veins deeper until it runs dry.

Is it braver to die in my saturated pride,

or to sip their reddened ideals and sleep together?

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