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People seem to all
Look alike to me
These days

Complete and unfathomble darkness
Losing sight becoming blind
Such a tragedy

A destitute cresent of a moon
Where the man was left to hang
Trying to find his existence
Those others were the cause of his departure devoid
A Tragedy of course

The part of the story
Where the person kills
Just to prove how much they loved that other
Another tragedy

So on and on
Much more tragedy's to be written
So far
We havn't captured even a fraction of the meaning
Just an idea
Not even life as we know it ending for everyone
Is much of a tragedy

I know if you meet me you'll be unsure of what my gender is-
I'll help you out and say female and you'll go huh?Are you sure?-
And I'll say if I'm not then I must have been wearing the wrong clothes all my life
I could really care less-
If you must think of me as a guy thats fine-
I'm not going to change how I act and dress just because your critizing my looks-
Yes unfortunly my mother says I look like a guy and walk like one also-
She complains about it all the time-
So I don't need others critizing-
If you must then consult it with me-Okay?