Again pen my friend These lines and white Spaces my confessor My religion My salvation and my Sin For here is truth Written in runes Hidden meaning to you But to me the key that Locks up my madness Day by day Each hour tapping for Freedom Refusing for survival And the sleepy spell Holds me to my Prison, to Escaping only in Dreams of waterslides And a lesbian lover Who looks like me Maybe this is the only Way to learn to love myself Not through Masturbation But flesh of my mind And flesh meeting mine And perhaps she Will be as gentle to me As the mother and sister should be And I shall slide down the Height unafraid of the World, Unafraid of the freak chance A label, And my labia will Birth my world And I shall know it By the purple sky And the little girl Laughing in the rain
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