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So, I turn on the image.
It's not Laural & Hardy or,
Honeymooners and unsaid.
Crazy images they tell us send.
Crack-grass-coke-and meth.
ALCOHOL by the book send.
They tell us we are freaky.
Once it was straight.
Got high and wanted lace.
Looked in the mirror at myself.
TRANS GENDER all by myself.
GOD didnt make me this way.
The DRUGS and alone by myself,
felt myself on a shelf.
T.V. is my new MOTHER.
Forget about;BIG BROTHER.
My new MOM talks to me.
I follow her-she see's.
GOLDEN CALF OF THE BIBLE,
I WORSHIP THEE,
HIGH ON A TABLE ARE THEE.
------ SCRATCHES ON THE PAGE,
MAKING NOISE
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