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Genderbender
Why is it that I look down and feel disgusted?
Is my soul wrong, did my mom mess up?
Where did I took a bad turn, why was I one of a thousand?
And why did you, lord, decide to leave me on my own?
And I feel upon my shoulders the weight of the choice of my comfortableness, unsettling my young legs and inmature mind, tears dripping down my face as the ghost of obvious things laughs itself silly at my denial.
"I told you so!" Buffoon.
Torn. I want to see my gender.
Just directions, that's all I ask.
*****
Pfft. :/
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