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well this is just something i did in about 10 minutes just now, i don't know if its any good but i like it, i thought i'd like to see what everyone else though - i have other ones that i would like to share but this i might show first just to test out the waters - just a bit of background on the piece, i'm not the most feminine of girls so i have lived with such commentary my whole life and i feel it doesn't really matter what i am
Ask me about my sexual preference
I’ll tell them what they want to hear
Deny it til the death of me
Truth is one doesn’t really care
I don’t really care for yours
So why should mine linger in the air
Linger for you to use it against me
Talk and compare it right down to my hair
Hers is not silky soft
She’s not really lady like
There is no explanation
So she must really be a dyke
Be a dyke how derogatory
Not only a homophobe
mind stuck in the last century
Thankfully it doesn’t really matter what I am
Hopefully my mother still loves me
And I’m not disclosing anything
but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt me
I like the poem. It has rhythm and moves quickly along. Also the rhyme does not seem to be forced it seems to flow naturally, at least to my ears. I like music in poetry.
Cheers
dallas
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