Dían Writing

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But the jails fill up...

A Poem by Dían

They want to take your freedom.'They' is not a he or a she.'They' is a machinedisguised as a friend,who no longer wants freedom to ring.Except from th..

I'm Suicidal

A Poem by Dían

Woe how darkness got a hold on me.

The Great Hill Arose

A Poem by Dían

The Great Hill Arose The great hill arose, To hide the horizon shown. To separate humankind From the truly unknown. But what i..