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They Scream Obscenities

Here I stand alone.
I stand judged,
I stand criticized.
Here I stand hurt
all because of whom I love.

They scream obscenities,
scream how terrible of a person I am.
They don’t even know me,
don’t even know what I’m like.
They just see me holding his hand.

I’m not legally allowed to marry who I love,
who I want to spend the rest of my life with,
who I want to adopt our children with.
Shouldn’t that be enough pain?
No, they keep screaming their obscenities.

“Love is love,”
That’s what I’ve always said.
I wish you were as understanding
as I would be if I were straight.





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Bre4881 said...
Dec. 9, 2011 at 6:36 am
wow! I love your poem. It evokes such emotion. I could relate to it 100%. I'm always here if you need someone to talk to. I could  always use friends.
 
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