Bleach & sin

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I am angry at the thought

Of having to hide

My inner thoughts

Having to hide

What’s inherently inside

Thoughts from the void

You call him the devil

But women never hurt me

Men carry shovels

Want to bury themselves in you

Take and take and take …

Til light diminishes

Call it love

But offer cheap fulfillment

They should wear gloves

When they touch you

A bleach bath

From their skin to skin

Women build villages within

Thoughts actually manifest

And I’m meant to digest

The lesser than

Family swallows words of sin

Spits them out all over my dinner

The weight of living with a sinner

I swallow phrases like “your kind”

Choose not to react

Find my divinity

Not a hatred filled bone in my body

But hell waiting on my unholy

Does heaven serve the gays?

Or are we left lonely

Pray it away for salvation

Sunday sermons and your dissertation

We’re all sinners but you’re gods basement

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Your existence matters

I believe we all are loved for our hearts and not our external desires

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