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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I said what the hell ever Do I need all the answers? Do I have to respond To all the bastards I don't even believe That I associate with anymore The cishet imbécils that wear the same skin as me Do I carry the sin of faraway ancestors When the dips in congress want me dead for wanting so much More than you heads could ever dare dream A perfect society for you and for me And the people who don't look like they fell out of Netflix The people who burn if the sun shines just a bit too strong Of course I rebel against whiteness and curses And the European curse that my skin has brought you I believe in you, I want you to be as Strong as what Hollywood sells children as basic and The cream bastards who claim this as basic And send those with dark skin and preferences that aren't PIV And I beg to grip your fingers in the darkness and Scream to the Harkness, testing if you think we're both Far less than human for our brainwave development For darkness, for gay, for shift tint, for trans You hate us for this, I Can't see your viewpoint, this Pain that I carry is A deep scar, it's scary It's painful, it's murderous It's soul-deep, are you wondering How heavy is your soul When God weighs all your works Can you say that you're perfect In God's eyes, when you maimed us?
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