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Jul 2015
feeling ashame
i am that too naive to realize?
i am that too blind to see?
they are looking at me with their mocking stares
their eyes telling me that i don't belong
even the sun
i can feel his scorching stare
as they pick that beautiful thing
they want me out
they cut me with their knives
i didn't even wish that i will be like this
it is wrong that i was made
this way?
its gonna make sense
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its gonna make sense  26/Two-Spirit/Philippines
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