my name is donte and this is my page
it holds my thoughts, it holds my fears
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within this site i place my rage
it holds my heart, broken by queers
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may my post unit our souls
know this boy with skin so dark
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and fill your mind, like stomach – bowls
for on this world i make my mark
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i thank you now & i thank you later
for visiting my page so simple, so small
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this even applies to the internet hater
i’ve learned to walk, but use it to crawl
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And I let the blood drain down my arm
I don’t wipe it away it keeps me warm
galjoen poetry
i don't wear my heart on my sleeve, it's hung here on my page
