Fuck that!

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Chaotic semblance of perpetual hatred;
they wear black joggers as a unit -
creativity is lost in their carbon-copy hair.
Boredom is a siren when gazing at them,
it echoes longingly...
I have dreamt a thousand poems for her
and I have wondered if I'll ever meet a him
that is any more interesting than the rest.
The chances are quite slim.
But I'll still say I'm bi, because otherwise
I'd have to say I'm straight just like them.

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