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Bound now, but not forever In this vessel I once called me Betraying my soul whenever Mocked by society Liberation will come Her touch is all I seek With a kiss so powerful Her lips will set me free
AT AGE 5 I UNDERSTOOD LOVE BETTER THAN I EVER HAVE. YOUNG, NAIVE, PURE. HADN'T BEEN GRINDED DOWN INTO THE PAVEMENT YET. DIDN'T HAVE A SCAR RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE OF MY BARELY BEATING HEART.
This is Action news with full coverage on the world and everything that is going on. Today around noon two young boys were ran over in a hit and run accident the family is devastated and want closure.
is awesome. is accepting. is civil. is respecting. is beneficial to the rights of others. is now legal in all 50 states. is Constitutionally protected. is not evil. is not immoral.
Why must we hide Why must we apologize Why must we be criticized For who we are inside I see no reason to lie People are monsters Hating those who just want To love
It angers me. It really makes my skin crawl. How people think they have the right to deny other people to express their love. I heard a joke once. It goes like this. A man walks into a Subway and orders his favorite sandwich.
I speak for the silence and against the harassment As I take you hand we will show the world How marriage is as free as the wind
Article 16 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights:
Look at me Do you see? Do you see me? I look no different than thee I am human too No different than you Making mistakes too Human through and through
There are some who’d like to think that love comes in two breeds: Relevant and irrelevant. To them, only as a word love is singular. As an emotion, love comes in too many species,
So Im Siting here trying to write but I have writers block
I don't always know the right thing to say, But I feel inclined to speak out anyway To define the one thing that can never be understood Is the real sin: rooting out love where it lay. And we keep pressing on
The attachment of two souls Waking up in the morning Impressions in the mattress Coffee in the hands and kids at the table Marriage isn’t a requirement To love But you want it You deserve it
This poem IS Gay And not just in a childish and perjorative way Cuz in a world where life is counted by the days Who's willing to spend one standing up for what America - portrays
You believe you are better than those who love their own gender. What makes you so special?
Well, it seems we have a bit of a problem We've stuck ourselves in the exact same situation That we put ourselves in 50 years ago It took until 1967 for our entire country to come to our senses
We the people By the people For the people
Across the Internet Far and wide, There are many flame wars You can find About this topic (So taboo!) Same-sex "marriage," And "unions," too.
I look around at the world of which I'm a part of, and then I always ask a simple question: Where is all the love? I cannot be at peace when people are not free. This is not how we were meant to be.