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One foot in front of the other I will march with all my peers
by LesbianOfLove
88 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 9 10:32 PM. In Equality, Homosexuality, Lesbian, March, Transgender, Bisexual, Queer, Rights, Gay, homophobia
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Sometimes I call you a tranny Just to piss you off
by LesbianOfLove
36 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 8 7:16 PM. In Transgender, Transexual, Lesbian, Butch, Dyke, Love, Acceptance, Gender, Sex
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She says she will always Love me
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it is pink but raw,
the metal inside
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I am hurt that you don't love me
when I love you all so much.
by LovelyLauren
16 lines, 6 comments,
on Feb 28 10:09 AM. In angst, future, life, personal, sad, family, other, pain, transgender, transition
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she stacks cages like Russian Dolls left rusting
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Born of two genders I seek my transformation
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I thought I'd have to leave this country to ever afford my dream,
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Born 23 years ago this November I'm a girl you'll always remember
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My first public exposure. I know at least one of you understand and know.
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there is a story that needs to be told,
and trust me, it can be quite chilling and cold.
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I'm just a girl, and this is my world. I never asked for it to be this way,
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I wake myself up at 8 in the morning, my appointment isn't for almost 12 hours,
by heavymetalpoet
46 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 25 12:27 PM 2008. In Personal, Life, Other, Hope, My life, Longing, Freewrite, Inspirational, Transgender
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how I long to dispose of this body I now have. it is but a mere shell to me;
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this is a story about a girl, who was born a guy.
her dream was to become a girl or die.
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I hide so many secrets but I'm getting tired of hiding.
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her flesh was an ocean - open and red -
on the night she played Moses
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sharpening edges
dim between swings & long
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i stand at a crossroads i stare at the signs
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a boy without the necessary equipment
and you say i'm not real
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She is a maiden softer than dream-time.
But this body deceives her.
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she looks forward to being
present someday
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she becomes her own truth
on a Thursday,
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to sleep within her layers
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It's a troubled walk my friend
Each day brings old pain back again
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She grows and changes
I remain the same
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Some mornings at the chapel's
Mirror, I catch a stained glass
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by kaylawishing
32 lines,
on Dec 27 12:55 PM 2007. In Transgender, Life, Society, Hope, Pain, Personal, Teens, Adult, Children, World
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In this quiet room of praise and counting coin,
a lady waits
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a pennant hangs
in early celebration-
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it happens
as dreams and distractions
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she nibbles remorse
with tiny teeth,
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to age nine: memory
folds
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drowning in flesh.
I think
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This water is scratched
in these hours, in this room so
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wake up &
he's still here.
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carry my murmuring pause
tucked into your wind,
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