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When you gone to overseas and I am home alone, by waiting for you come home.   I want to be with you,  But you are in foreign lands in far away. 
Hi, I'm Sunshine. I'm a perfectly normal person.   I love helping people,  I raise rabbits, and I enjoy watching the Arizona Cardinals on Sundays with my dad. I'm a perfectly normal person.   
if i was her boyfriend i’d invite her to stay the night at my house if she likes, she would say “yes!”, we’d grab snacks i would nervously rest my head on her shoulder o why did I wear a dress?
Silence;              was a man i once ‘loved’ he said he lived in the bath that perhaps                if i held my head                                      below water 
the lingering smell of your tears stain my cheeks, lavender. you held my angle like heart in your bloody hands, lavender. you told me it was okay to like girls,
the lingering smell of your tears stain my cheeks, lavender. you held my angle like heart in your bloody hands, lavender. you told me it was okay to like girls,
This is a confession, handcuffed, miranda righted confession I killed a girl. I killed a girl and I liked it but- I hate to say that she never existed.
women of pride,women of town tend to walk around  with their borrowed clothes leaving their sick husbands in bed exchanging men like clothes yet they go back home with pride dancing side by side
metronome heart allegro to affrettando pump   hair rises like furtive ballerinas on strident piano keys  
dear my love,   everytime we are apart i wish to relocate closer to your heart.   i love you so very much and i tell you this everyday. still, one day i wish to hold you closer
I first checked you out in school. I don’t know what caught my eye But it doesn’t matter because I was too shy And let you pass by for the fear you were “too intellectual.”
Why is the look in their eyes always ill will when I say I love the thrill that I long for the chase that I need that deep embrace    Who here would deny  that they don't too try
IMPROPERLY GIVEN! {A SAD STORY} Precious was a lady who was used to being given she demanded clothes, she was given, she demanded money, she was given, she demanded love, she was given,
I just want to be with you I need my waist in your grip Your hair between my fingers   My eyes entrapped by yours Your breathe on my cheek
That one, hiding her true self, does she really think she's straight? She thinks she can just wait for Mr. Right and then everything will be okay. Little does she know that Ms. Right is waiting for the right moment,
Rubbing my face so roughly, Hearing the flying fucks sharp so toughly, Have me scream at them,  FIGHT ME!! I cut my ear off for you, Even though those eyes spin out of control,
  Eyes dark. The Joker’s grin,bares yellow teeth.Hair,Looks as if rubbed chicken skin was rubbed upon itHunk? Not in the least.Beef cake, yeah, thats it.Nose,Takes up the entirety of the mess that is your face...But it works man,Somehow.  I watch
My future is uncertain, I am unsure about if I am going to be able to go to Oklahoma Baptist University, because, I I need to submit my high school transcript, and IF I get in, I will have to enroll at the college.
Everybody wants it, we need it. people cant live without it. without it we cannot survive. one can become famous with it.   Even God our father warns us to becareful with it. It tears family apart,
Self loathing for feeling like a king Inside a dream only meant for a kid Not only does your sharp tongue sting
Emotions, aren’t toys, but if you put them into some of the wrong hands they can be played with. That’s why you gotta keep your eyes open and be mindful that man will fail you every time.
I used to think,Why should I even try?It’s hard when everyone around doesn’t see what going on inside your mind,They don’t see the pain, the hurt, or the struggle. At 3AM I lie awake, crying because of fear
They left us Oceans stretch for miles No food, no shelter Only the clothes on my back and something else My sweetheart I love him. When we touch My hair stands on end
The day I found out I was HIV positive Was the day I felt closest to becoming a detective. That is if I don’t count the clockwork liar that I make of my own memory everyday I take my big blue pill.
I am a dreamer. An achiever is what I am to be. I will make the world see what I can be.  One Day. One day I will make the world see what I'm made of. One Day. One day, I will show the world how to truly love. One Day.
                                      The Words of a Faggot Imagine a boy   Now imagine him tall and stocky Just a little bit cocky Think of him in a letterman jacket
ACT UP  because some people can't fight for themselves. ACT UP because silence equals death. ACT UP  becasue many don't know it still out there.
  You know I can hear you whispering Did you expect me to care? Guess what, it’s all true The rumors about Shannon and I In the school bathroom What? Did you think I was ashamed?
What if she walked away from peer pressure and shame What if she said NO to the drug game, Unprotected sex, getting as high as she can, She remembers that life is a memory she ran
You
 
I'm not perfect in your eyes, But, My God,  I'm trying.  Trying to be faithful, Trying to be your friend, Trying to be your rock,  Trying to be your voice,  Trying to be your everything, 
My skin with yours Your skin with mine  This lovely little  Pantomime   Heaving Breaths Thirst for more Take down the masks  That we once bore.    In the past, 
One makes your heart drop  One makes your mind stop
The pandemic was supposedly over,
My life is kind of hectic  Like a completed checklist When I look back on my life I see that I have dropped some fine dimes
I grew up for 13 year's not knowing who i was. i would look at the pictures i had online of me and see that i wouldnt smile. the dark cloud of self confidence wayed on my shoulders,
So you found out Well, how do you feel? Me? I feel vulnerable Anxious Confused Judged Hurt Angry Destroyed This was a side of me that you weren't ready for
Open your thoughts
well i'm back just to say that women  set themselves out there like that 
I wish I could've told my rapist I'm fucking dangerous Maybe if I did I wouldn't be going through this bull shit 4 years of a child's life taken and slaughtered
A being in my heart, You were always there from the start. Never shall we be apart. Me and the being in my heart.   We gaze up towards the coudy sky, In agony, our life isa lie.
She Knows that she' Need And Wants to Be Accepted So She shows off her assets, grinding Twerking Seduceing The Dudes,but all they want to do is to gain but make her lose her virginity ,but it's her pride and dignity that she's forgetting, pounds
If I speak to loud they'll hear me Then I'm not her anymore I'm me And I'm alone Again  
It’s like walking with no place to go. It’s a hurting feeling to hold onto something that you need to bring to God. It’s way more daunting than walking on coal.
Taking a trip through the French 25 to drinking Bourbon down the street to rowing her boat on canal  but yet life ain't even a dream  for Easy Erica the sex fiend.   Born in the Big Easy 
Best Friends. That was what we were at first.  And sometimes I wished that’s all we were. But it’s too late now. You made me laugh like no one else could. You gave me butterflies like no one else would.
Driven by emotional painDelicate structure of the
Many men don't take time to notice or understand
Help me father
There once was a boy Who had no toys. He whined, pouted, cried and cried until his momma buyed. Money she recieved was because she was employed. Standing in a hotel parking lot
Being gay in the United States is a tough situation. We are ridiculed for having a great sense of fashion. Anti-gay people say A.I.D.S. come from being a “gay” man; well I think they need to farther their education.
Red
You neglect me Because I won't give in. But I just can't see me Committing such sin. At least not with you, I just can't take the risk I won't give in no time soon, I have to stay like this.
Let me tell the tale of a frail child,
Am I to blame for this rigid hour?
The energy pouring out of you right now is surreal. Like I placed my finger gently in an outlet. My head thrown back. My mouth so dry. My eyes so wet. But I refuse to cry. Your fingers tremble graciously when you stroke my lips. But just as quickl
  To whit the most passionate excesses wave from the body
I'm a woman On the outside I'm normal Just like you   You've been mistaken
Brothers an sisters  fathers an mothers  please don't judge me now for i didn't understand how my life would turn out I've been a good girl a very good girl so far 
Im hurt & i'm in pain,You still act the same,
Her favorite numbers are 9-1-1Her favorite words are,"NO,STOP...please"Her favorite position:begging on her kneesHis favorite numbers are 2-5-1-8
Theres no remedy for memory I still see you there 
There are memories that I wish would fade,
When I look at you, I see what it means to be alive. Your presence is all-consuming.  I look to you because I simply cannot get enough and want yo see what you'll do next.
Their Eyes are on the Door (The Gay Scene)   Their eyes were on the door of clubs like Casablanca, where they wait to judge. They clutter together like leaves stuck in a drain, old ways refusing to budge.
She averted her eyesAnd twiddled her thumbsAnd shifted her weightOnto her other foot. And finally she told himAnd his eyes widenedAnd he threw a pillowAnd left the room.
 Do you know what I mean when I say, "sexing your life away"? Girls 13, 14, and 15 are quick to lay, not even knowing that they may regret it some day.
Your legs wrapped around my head, Lying on your back, lying in bed. Gently kissing your inner thighs, Looking up, only, to see you sigh. Don't stop, please keep going,
Its only a matter of time before I can get the time to see your face Everyday I wake up and stay up until two in the morning Thinking about all the times we had, wishing it would have lasted a moment longer
Diana was a girl, not much different than me. Went to school, had a job but was a victim of the streets.She got high everyday on anything she could. Trying hard all the time to get out the hood.  
    When you were a little girl your mother would always say Just sit and wait; this will be your job someday But you knew this was not the life for you There were other things you were meant to do
  It seems like the only thing on my mind is you No matter how much I try forgetting you, all I do is think of you. In the day time I see you In my dreams I see you
"I love you more than you love me", that's what he said                                  Isn't it a realization love has no end?                        Before the battle even started he began to run.
AIDS is real I hate condoms Oh yes I know we want to feel every side of it HIV doesn’t seem real when you are having the best feeling in the world You don’t think about AIDS when you pay visit to the vagina
Under water; Blue Wet and cold; Love Fishes and crabs; STD's Let's take a walk with the monster; Crank Jolts all over; Electricute Late night affairs and glitter; Regret
Anger swells withinmy soul criesconfused, listening i jerk my chinin your dirention, no its all lies who told me all of thiscompassion washes overthese lies, traps provide me some blisswhere could i find that one special thing, my clover? was it a
I don't know whyI walked away that night I guess some thingsyou just have to learnwithout thinking
I am bieng unhinged by myself. My mind thumbs each clever fringe, considers each miniscule membrane. Tendrils uproot carefully, any suspicious tile. A consideration of values are levered down.
My bestfriend, he was I could not understand why he was always made fun of  He was great to me,   But then we did  evolve from the same family tree.  I loved hanging wit him, and his friends 
                               My mamma always told me that, everything that glitters isn't gold Isn't that the cold truth, though?   In a world full of desires, and lies
NO
i dated a guy  sweet  funny  untill one day ...  he asked if  could come over okay i said when we were alone  our lips touched  deeply falling into his trap  i stopped  NO 
Hahahah you're hilarious! You thought this note was about how You broke some girl's heart! Comedy gold. This is coming from a place you shut off long ago.
He told that he loved me. Really what he said was that he loved my writing. I write because he can hear my voice so clearly when I am not able to speak.
Sex is messy business When you're young like me Quick clean-ups when you come Make you never truly free To make love when you choose To lay where you lie Just isn't possible But we surely will try
Wait a minute.... Dont leave me here, alone in this place Don't leave me lost and confused... Don't make me admit this feeling, I just want you near me Nearer...Nearer...Nearer....STOP!! right there...
Oh Ya, By The Way Last night while you creeping around with that guy you met from the club, I was already with him. When you got home to your man and yall made sweet love, I began to flow right through him.
If I did love If I did love it would be so glorious so clumsy on a spring afternoon as Shakespeare or Keats as a ungraceful trip caught merely by chance
I just need to feel wanted, that's all I'd ever ask I'm that teenage whore that you adore, the one behind the mask You don't even have to ask me please Because I'm already on my knees
Bright hues of orange of golden dandelion of bursting sunrises saturation of all colors saturation of all feelings an explosive concentration of stifling sticky crippling heat
Bright hues of orange of golden dandelion of bursting sunrises saturation of all colors saturation of all feelings an explosive concentration of stifling sticky crippling heat
A defense mechanism To keep me from the pain Not even realizing I’m hurting just the same I bare it all now So it won’t be stolen later I put it all out there So I can’t be tricked into giving it up
When I was 12 I made a vow. I would rather pay the price than experience the cheap imitation that wouldn't suffice. My lips are saved for the day I say I do. Go ahead, classify me as extreme, but I answer to the Supreme!
Its ugly dirty dangerous painful deceitful mysterious annoying crazy beautiful unexpected scars and craved. What is it you wonder LOVE. Love is two faced and its something you will never regret.
Life was hard and we had our downfalls, but I was sure we could make it through anything, so long as we stuck together I loved you, undoubtedly, more than I loved myself and that was the problem
a blood rush an unfamiliar touch she looks into his eyes and wishes she could die blissful desire moment to be admired anticipation swarms making his way across the floor
I am a girl who loves a girl And believes in the Bible too There’s a fight in my head It’s not a fight to the death It’s a fight to realize who Knows what it means to love. Man shall not lay with man
He said that he was ready, he said now's the time to go She was hesitant to answer, she was only twelve years old But Puppy Love is blinding and her future was unclear
To pore over the menial, the seemingly fruitless Holds keys to the meaningful It is even in the presence of projected hatred That the indomitable sense of worth Shall take thee over
Here I am alone in the shadows All by myself with no one to follow You gave me your love Yet it was poisonous Now I hold this stone This dangerous stone The treatcherous gift that left me alone.
- Why look past something when that's all you see? Guess that's how these guys feel about the H - O - Es. If it's thrown, ya gonna fetch, but don't catch, what all this promiscuity brings NEXT.
Ninety-five percent of boys are all the same, They think with their "little heads" and wander when she'll came, Ninety-five percent of girls are all the same, They think with their mind and play competitive games,
Why... Why do people tell lies... And hide from the only one they have... Lies that bind trust.. Which turn into a decietful lust for hate... It's hard to comprehend the reason..
(poems go here) I am a palm reader I know every story you have to tell I feel your every scar my finger brushes over them trying to erase their pain. Your calluses tell me stories of treachery and triumph
I took the pills bottled in their orange cocoon I kissed each one hoping their flight to my uterus might be a swift one flutter away this doubt this regret this heavy feeling in the bottom of my throat
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