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Leigh Cameron

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since January 2018

only thing i have going for me is my poetry and whiskey.

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May 5th

January 27, 2018

 it starts as a look, an innocent look.

just a look - an innocent 

it means nothing.

then from that look, it's now a touch.

just an innocent touch, nothing more right ?

those slurs are just jokes.

I shouldn't be upset by your "lockroon" talk,

 you're a boy.

so it's okay, right ?

but now thet're no longer:

 looks, touches, or slurs.

They're actions.

you force yourself on me, you say if I tell anyone 

you'll go after my sister.

how could I be so selfish to put her in danger ?

I can't.

So, I let you countinue your actions.

I don't speak for three years, I let you gut me.

Because I'm not selfish.

besides it was out of innocents, right ?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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