do it yourselfA Poem by prettybrettyKeep it quiet, sweet girl People get tired Of your love Eventually. That mocking voice, "you can't love him". Echoes of shame in the pillows. White like bleating ewes. And the blank spaces between you. You know what they say: Be a man. You're not allowed to have feelings.
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Added on July 18, 2016 Last Updated on July 18, 2016 AuthorprettybrettyLawrenceburg, TNAboutBrett 24 TN, USA agender/nonbinary pansexual Sicangu Lakota Native American OCD, BPD, & ED I've been using this site for 10 years to record my poems. I don't write to be good at it, this .. more..Writing
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