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Left With Nothing


I don't always know the right thing to say, But I feel inclined to speak out anyway To define the one thing that can never be understood Is the real sin: rooting out love where it lay. And we keep pressing on To an oppressive song That will haunt this country until we change Equality for now is long gone- They are lesser: an abomination, Contaminating the nation Tell me how this is any different than 50 years ago; We keep denying and hating, Their lives depreciating The accusers follow hypocrisy, Spitting piety with venom Until they don't remember what they're destroying for.
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brooklyn.eshleman
I have always believed in this cause: gay marriage, so i wanted to express my views in another form. The promotion of love and equality is in our nation's best interest and it couldn't possibly be considered constitutional to deny that right.

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