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Can robots be
broken?
Can they
bleed?
Can they
hurt?
Can I?
If I
tore out my heart
right
now.
Would the curtain close
as black oil
or red crimson?
I don't feel
the heat.
Unless I'm really
trying.
Everything seems
oh
so
cold.
Is that what it's like
for you?
No.
Of course it's not.
Because you're
normal
perfect
strong
socially acceptable.
You all are.
I'm just a poor
attention-seeking
overreacting
idiotic
weird
fucked-up robot.
I wasn't wired
like you.
And everyone else.
So I've been thrown
right in there
with the rest of them.
That's where I belong
right?
With the screw ups
the ones you ignore
very very
well.
I'm too weird
for the weird ones.
Don't even mention
the normal ones.
What else
can you do?
Except do
what you do best.
Act
like
I
never
existed.
broken?
Can they
bleed?
Can they
hurt?
Can I?
If I
tore out my heart
right
now.
Would the curtain close
as black oil
or red crimson?
I don't feel
the heat.
Unless I'm really
trying.
Everything seems
oh
so
cold.
Is that what it's like
for you?
No.
Of course it's not.
Because you're
normal
perfect
strong
socially acceptable.
You all are.
I'm just a poor
attention-seeking
overreacting
idiotic
weird
fucked-up robot.
I wasn't wired
like you.
And everyone else.
So I've been thrown
right in there
with the rest of them.
That's where I belong
right?
With the screw ups
the ones you ignore
very very
well.
I'm too weird
for the weird ones.
Don't even mention
the normal ones.
What else
can you do?
Except do
what you do best.
Act
like
I
never
existed.
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Tight jeans and Theatrical boys
I pull up in his dad's driveway
and the boy sitting on the stoop looks like
Saint Exupery's treasured little prince.
When he climbs inside my used Sentra,
I tell him about this quirky realization.
"You're both so cute and opinionated."
He grins and replies that it's his favorite book
to read when life is particularly rough.
Cappuccino sips and playful shoves
convert the evening into something
brilliantly unstable and devastatingly 'teenager'.
I want to kiss him violently, so we can stop this
annoying game of cat and mouse.
But instead, we discuss music
and other topics that make me feel childish.
He asks where I would go if I could
telep
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Right Hand, Left Hand
I wish
being a lesbian were like
being left-handed.
Whenever someone notices
you writing a cheque
or doodling
or opening a door
And they exclaim:
"You're left-handed?"
I wish it were as simple as that.
When it's funny
and I laugh, panicking.
Such stuff punchlines are made on,
that such a casual,
integral,
part of myself
has the spotlight shone on it,
And revealed (they think)
their own ignorance,
(How wonderful it is to enlighten someone
by being.)
And yet I never hear the questions
that logically spring to mind:
"Won't you have trouble with the gearshift
on a car?"
"How do you use scissors?"
"Can you even write
wi
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Pansexuality
"Pansexuals are bisexuals
who are just fancy snobs
in need for a 'cooler' word
to fancily name their flaws"
I've heard this said so many times
and yet believe it be untrue
it's scared people telling lies
people scared of something new
First of all I'd like to say
sexuality isn't wrong
there is no need to point it out
and call it a flaw
It's a normal part of us
how nature let's us come
there's homosexuality in all living species
and homophobia in one
Now for there difference
of pansexual and bi
Bisexuals usually have tendencies
Pans give everyone a try
We don't care
if you're from here or there
don't mind the colour of your hair
or the ki
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