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Aug 2015
A harsh word is a harsh word
It doesn't matter who heard
I was told to be a bee,
But what if I feel like a bird?
Wanting to spread my wings
Sow my seed, maybe with a guy
Or maybe with a woman,
The limitations past the sky
Like I said, words can break civilizations,
**** humans, and say goodbye
Words can break barriers
**** hatred, and say I love you
Love isn't divided, it should be shared by the masses
But sadly, it trickled through the cracks as fast as molasses
At least it's out, shined on by the sun
Bask in the moonlight, there is no need to run.
But I am your son
Why does it matter who makes me ***?
Brothers and sisters, join to arms, even if we are different
Love different sexes or may be all together indifferent
L. G. B. T. Q. I. A.
For some it was found, others, in our DNA
Might be the Jack of all trades, but what if I feel like Jill
Is better suited for going down life's hill?
Listen, please, don't spread hate
Sure, one may agree, others might debate
But there is always a little one watching
Leaving an impression,
Whether who can or cannot have a soul-mate
Allowed to adore, love, find interesting or lust
Whom to build my life off with and trust
That's my dream, the world I want my kids to live in
Where kindness and loving someone is genuine
Because right now,
A harsh word is a harsh word
It doesn't matter who heard
I was told to be a bee,
But what if I feel like a bird?
Life Isn't Black Jack
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