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By Anonymous
The shadows of light caress her face.
My eyes wander mysteriously into hers,
But she only looks away.
I try to tell her that I love her,
But she keeps to herself.
All this time, she is tearing up my soul,
Only because I tell her,
I am gay.
by Anonymous, MA
This piece has also been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.
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