A Year in Review
The former year ending in the same place it had began the year before,
In the home of a friend that's far more worthy to be a sister,
Another friend stayed that night and in her slumber
she stole the pillow that laid beneath my head.
But not before I had stollen a good night kiss.
Time passed and I kept true to my resolutions:
Think just a bit less of others and care more for your own mental health.
After breaking it off I spent some time alone, not all succesfully.
In the July, during a celebration of the fourth,
A night with a girl,
who had brecieved a fort nights kiss just months before,
was spent.
Before she left the next morn she was given a very special gift.
Weeks passed and many had asked,
'Won't you kiss me, kiss me then more so with the title of dating me.'
All to which I had replied 'no.'
As time passed I mustered up a letter,
in it was enclosed,
'Mother it's true,
I like and and further more love humans of the same sex.'
My mother cried and yelled in distress,
'No it is not true, to hell you will be sent if you do not repent!'
Denial was the road she went for not the first time.
Hallows night came, I was invited to a large fire
But plans had already been made.
In these plans after the others had left,
We played some games before going to rest.
The next I heard a girl whom which I had shared a kiss and much more had left
with out a word, she went to another place.
My heart was hurt but I showed anger rather than my sorrow.
All my triffles were thrown away in the end.
By consolation of some friends.
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