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How does it feel?
The world at your feet
The rain of accomplishment
Upon your shoulders
No pressure, no stress
Like the gentle rain,
creating it's beauty
Breathe that sweet air;
The potential is yours
It's the realization
Of what joy is
It's the understanding
Of what is accomplished
The world at your feet
The rain of accomplishment
Upon your shoulders
No pressure, no stress
Like the gentle rain,
creating it's beauty
Breathe that sweet air;
The potential is yours
It's the realization
Of what joy is
It's the understanding
Of what is accomplished
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Literature
Pride
Glances wither, voices fade
Towers crumble, mirrors crack--
What's wrong with me?
This body that never
Was meant to be mine
This son who is always
Referred to as "daughter"--
What's wrong with me?
The bundle of sticks
That's a little too happy
The "I'm proud, I swear"
That's a little too sad--
What's wrong with me?
But there's this voice
This subconscious smile
That whispers what, maybe, I knew all along,
Says maybe,
Just maybe,
"You were born this way."
There's this thought,
This near silent whisper
That speaks from the cracks of the mirror that lied,
Says maybe,
Just maybe
"There's nothing to be ashamed of."
Th
Literature
Not Trans Enough
No, no I'm not alright.
I thought I was okay when I thought I got over them. I thought everything was fine when I thought I knew who I was, but then they come in and tell me who I am and who I'm supposed to be.
But low, I'm not even Trans* enough.
I'm not Trans* enough because I'm apprehensive about taking T.
I'm not Trans* enough because I'm not constantly ogling over girls.
I'm not Trans* enough because I like to wear dresses from time to time.
I'm not Trans* enough because I don't work out at the gym.
I'm not Trans* enough because I like to Sew and Bake.
I'm not Trans* enough because I didn't 'come out' when I was 3.
I'm not Trans
Literature
So, you think you know me?
So!
You think you know me? Yes.
You think we're friends? Of course!
You learn of my sexuality!
You think you know me? I thought I did.
You think we're friends? Psh, not a chance.
Really? Are you even thinking about the relationships I have between both men and women, or is your mind going straight to the gutter and there lies your protest?
I thank you for giving me the chance to learn now rather than later the type of person you really are.
But I hate that you are the kind of person who is so discriminatory against those who are open about who they are.
Does saying that make me discriminatory too?
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Hope you like it
Edit: I edited this poem to make it sound better. I think it does. Hehehe, an old gift poem.
I remember the days I used to do those. 
Hope you like it
Edit: I edited this poem to make it sound better. I think it does. Hehehe, an old gift poem.
I remember the days I used to do those. © 2006 - 2024 PagesOfDreams
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OMG OMFG!!! it's sooooooooooooo perfectly perfect!!!!
i love the rain! sweet air!!
if i could add it to my faves again, i would
omg omg omg
you have no idea how perfect it is!!
xxxxxx
i love the rain! sweet air!!
if i could add it to my faves again, i would
omg omg omg
you have no idea how perfect it is!!
xxxxxx