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I've known one or two
I don't like the way they swish
They bother me
or they would
and so what does one say
?
about them
that they're queer
odd
different
why would I
why would I do something like that
when I know them or seem to far too well
one doesn't gasp
one doesn't pretend
we go about our way s
day in day out
Revolving doors turn
we sicken each other in different ways
Isn't it funny our roles
Lives
you know,
It isn't for me to understand; you're right
nor is it you
We'll keep it that way
as we have
Pasts
they do make us exactly who and what we are
Blessings bestowed
I don't question myself anymore.
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Sissy Men