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May 2017
Alien shed a salty lonesome tear
For doubt that god breeds queer
Deny me for I exist in you
***** thoughts you're feeling too
It matters not who will I kiss
Without labels this life could be bliss
Mental despair clouds this land
Held down by brothers holy hand
Cast aside like a heinous threat
To ensure the higher ups don't fret
Populations shun with righteous shame
Yet we are granted life all the same
Written by
theabstrusepoet  F/California
(F/California)   
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