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Jan 2013
You say no to writing, to speaking, to thought
Yet this evening you laughed as we bantered and talked

My heart is aflutter, my shackles are cracked
The guards have dispersed, my odds fairly stacked

The walls I constructed to keep me alive
Are no longer hiding the fear deep inside

I'm yearning for something I once thought oblique
But now fin'lly realize its linear streak

You once told me that there was no way to win
And to start life all over, to refresh once again

I've told you I love you through poems, books, and song
And now I will prove that, for once, you were wrong
Adam Paul Gonzales
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Adam Paul Gonzales  Arizona
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