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The preachers shout out on Sunday morn, from stages and podiums at the top of their lungs. God made men to be men, women to be women, and he never makes any mistakes from heaven. To be different is a sin, and you must turn away, ignore your true self and be all that they say. Dress as they dress, speak as they speak, stand up like a man, and don't show yourself weak. But they don't ever say, yet know that they should, that gender's in the brain, and not in how you look. And because of that, no mistakes were made, Men will always be men, and a woman I've always been. © Lj Mark 2015
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
God doesn't make mistakes
The preachers shout out on Sunday morn, from stages and podiums at the top of their lungs. God made men to be men, women to be women, and he never makes any mistakes from heaven. To be different is a sin, and you must turn away, ignore your true self and be all that they say. Dress as they dress, speak as they speak, stand up like a man, and don't show yourself weak. But they don't ever say, yet know that they should, that gender's in the brain, and not in how you look. And because of that, no mistakes were made, Men will always be men, and a woman I've always been. © Lj Mark 2015
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