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Apr 2018
The thoughts spilled from their head

Like milk from a jug

The thoughts floated out of their head

Like bubbles, waiting to be popped

The thoughts flew out of their head

Like butterflies in a meadow



The looks taunted them

Everyone looking at them as if they were a freak

Just choose one, just choose one you, FREAK!

A shudder ran down their spine, tears tickling at their eyes

The name, the name it taunted them

The name they were given at birth

The name that made them sick when being called it

You're a girl, a girl, or do you wanna be a boy now, huh?

No, no they don't wanna be a boy now

And they were never a girl, everyone just assumed
Cheyanne Hopkins
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