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dangerous


shadows fading swirling pulling tugging 

taking me into a world that ill never control

"it's dangerous" they whisper

what living?

 

is it dangerous because I'm different

is it dangerous because THEY hate me 

is it dangerous because I don't fit in the perfect puzzle

is it dangerous because I go against what they believed to be "natural"

 

so what my hair is short, so what I don't were makeup,

so what I wear men's clothes, so what I date girls and guys

so who cares that I identify as both 

 

it's my life, my PRIVATE life at that 

no one else's I am not a criminal I have hurt no one

but I guess myself the way this is going exposed to such copious hate

 

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I'm 20, but many tell me I have an old soul. I go through a lot of crap all the time about what I do and who I am so my stories and poems are the only places I can be free even if they mention my troubles it is a way to breathe, though the inspiration seems to fade every time

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