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And I know one day, I'll look into her eyes and say, "I love you" With body language, with touch, When the way she laughs becomes too much. Fingertips like felt rolling over Stitched feelings of brokenness, Diamond eyes catch the unraveling Of confusion into wholesomeness, I'm mended, I'm alive, and goddamit I'm swollen with #pride
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 4:32 AM UTC
I'm gay
And I know one day, I'll look into her eyes and say, "I love you" With body language, with touch, When the way she laughs becomes too much. Fingertips like felt rolling over Stitched feelings of brokenness, Diamond eyes catch the unraveling Of confusion into wholesomeness, I'm mended, I'm alive, and goddamit I'm swollen with #pride
June, 2018 When I finally welcome my gay *** into some worthy recognition. Too bad it took another boy's broken heart to get here. Now that I know love is not boring, I want to fall in love.
kjoy
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 4:32 AM UTC
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