Comingout Poems

Out

I wanted to go out today
but I heard a rustling
in my closet
I turned back and opened it
there, a girl
huddling in the crooked corner
fingernails painted with color
of fear and distress
Wanna pull her out
Yet her hands try to pull me back

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Out

I wanted to go out today
but I heard a rustling
in my closet
I turned back and opened it
there, a girl
huddling in the crooked corner
fingernails painted with color
of fear and distress
Wanna pull her out
Yet her hands try to pull me back

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