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Chants of slurs follow people down the streets through the halls in jobs in home. Places supposed to be sacrad and safe Turned against them.   Nobody woke up and asked to be called 'Fag'
You know when you wake up in the middle of the night and you choose to not wear your glasses?
You know what the Bible says The harsh words are whispered into my ears, It isn’t natural. I close my eyes and breathe. They’ll never accept you.
I spent my life after I came out  And I found friends who were as gay as me  Many of us often were called "faggots" At one point, we tried to reclaim the word
A human body is made up of trillions of cells Those cells form together to make people People vary in size from babies the size of a hand To still growing adults above eight feet tall
It's just really frustrating:how it only takes one person to ruina safe space; feeling obligatedto play into the "nice guy's" hands; how you
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