An LGBT poem ig

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A boy stands alone

shunned, bruised

his heart is his own

though his mind is confused

why is it so wrong to love 

but so right to hate

why cant he be enough

who you love is fate

its not a choice

not a decision

if we dont have a voice

then where is our vision

STAND UP!

Poems, By Lunar EvansWhere stories live. Discover now