10-23-2013, 05:29 PM
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How Do You Identify?: A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings.
Preferred Pronoun?: All I ask of living is to have no chains on me.
Relationship Status: All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line.
Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Somewhere in between here and gone.
Posts: 662
Thanks: 110
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Rep Power: 6344715
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This version is killing it, and me.
At age thirteen, my mom knew I wasn’t straight
She didn’t understand, but she had so much to say.
She sat me on the couch, looked me straight in my face
And said, "You’ll burn in hell or probably die of AIDS."
It’s funny now, but at thirteen it was pain
To be almost sure of who you are and have it ripped away.
https://soundcloud.com/angelhazeym/same-love-angel-haze
Everything that happened afterwards was just madness
Locked away for two years to keep me on the inside
Because she’d rather see a part of me die than me thrive.
And it’s tougher when it’s something you can’t deny.
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Two or three things I know for sure,
And one is that I would rather go naked
Than wear the coat the world has made for me.
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