Vested under the shadowy veil of oblivion My inner chambers are overflown Satiated in irony A lust for all things dark and loathsome And a vigor to purge all defectiveness from the recesses of my purgatory
Viva la Rebellion
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Sexual Preference (Poem)
He, she, him, her, they, them, ze, hir Call me whatever makes you feel secure A pronoun don’t define who I am in this world When I try to define the definition of me The thing that never comes to mind
is a letter to represent my sexuality LGBTQQIAAPDCNGGG What the actual fuck does this have to do with what makes me me?
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