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If I was Dead (poem)

If I died, would you care? But wait, don’t worry I’m not going anywhere A hypothetical question For an answer, I task But if I died “What happened?” Would you ask? Or shrug your shoulder Not a thought, would you cast Would you weep or cry A year of sorry Or put pity aside Would …

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Done it again

You’ve done it again Left me alone You say we are best friends But I’m sat on my own I’ve given my time up for you Driven long distance to be with you But yet again I sit on my own as you’ve left me all alone Why do you do this Its a mystery …

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Mikki You’re Beautiful

Mikki, you're beautiful, is what people say to me. Some say it to me, now and then, others frequently. I hear this quite a lot, and strange as it may seem. The words I hear and what I see, are two completely different things. My body dysphoria makes me see, stranger things. That other people …
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Sick and tired of being nice

Sick and tired of being nice, getting nowhere. Another day older, but not yet quite there. Now I’ll ignore you, protect me, myself. Don’t say I’m bad, like you’re left on the shelf! Can’t be nasty, it’s not in my nature. But not in a good place, left mentality unstable. I really can’t keep doing, …

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An ode to my dog

I wrote this shortly after my girl passed in July and I hope this poem helps someone else.   I morn my girl Chante, every-day. My life isn’t the same, since she passed away. For 15 years, a massive part in my life. She was even with me, through troubles and strife. And not a …

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I’m not your sexual fetish

This messenger thing is really getting thin, now to me. I'm not your sexual fetish, and never will be. Male or female they both message me, on Facebook and Instagram, messages sent to really annoying me. Sending me messages, as rude as fuck. Things they like to see, or can I just take a look? …
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So What

So what? If you think I'm gay, I'm really not arsed with what you think, I'll live my life my own way. So what? If you think I look a mess, I probably look better than you, Could fit into this dress? So what? If you say sly words, behind my back, The truth is …
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Sunday morning, off to church

A little poem about church. Wakey wakey, It's Sunday morn, Church bells ring, Service a calling. Rushing now, I'm gonna late, Bells still ring, Passing the gates. Enter church, Dothing my hat, Sit thee down, A happy lass. Sermon starting, Priest speaks aloud, Words of God, Congregation listen, nod. Singing aloud, Godly, pleasant songs, All …