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The year I was born
Was the same year Matthew Shepard was murdered
The same year blood filled our televisions
And anger burned our throats
The year I was born was when everything changed
please help me
your suposed to be here for me
why won't you talk to me
i thought you loved me
i thought you were supposed to be my boyfreind
but you used me to make a girl jealous
thats wrong
im gay so what
im still the same person i was before
stop judging me please
i thought you was my friend
i guess i was wrong
now i have no friends
because you hate me
and my family hates me
In the year of
still not our lord
but better known as 2016
I celebrated
I grieved
and was introduced to a newer
He didn't even know me.
he passed me by like a river's torrent
smoothly, he grumbled, "Nice shirt FAG!"
Beautiful boy, why do you cry?
Do you feel so alone even with friends in the sky?
The moon and the stars bathe you in grace,
Before the sun sends its rays to kiss your sweet face.
I am a girl who loves a girl
And believes in the Bible too
There’s a fight in my head
It’s not a fight to the death
It’s a fight to realize who
Knows what it means to love.
Man shall not lay with man
