Where the T Stands Alone.

Wed, 05/15/2013 - 20:09 -- khatch


United States
43° 20' 15.0972" N, 76° 23' 12.768" W

Our two demons came,
with different form,
neither of us to blame
that we couldn't conform.

Yours was a bully,
against his words I was a shield,
defended you fully,
until he did yield.

My own a reflection
a crippling dismay
my personal dissection
and you look away.

You're one of LGB
with people willing to defend
and I'm tag along T
alone til bitter end.


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