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  • Instead we're facing bullies,
  • Gangs wearing hoodies.
  • All I had to say,
  • Was what's wrong with gay?


  • If they attempt to attack,
  • I'll shove you back.
  • I'll protect you,
  • By taking your beating too.


  • I have no fear,
  • Don't shed a tear.
  • This beating I took,
  • Was in my first book.


  • Famous was my words,
  • Beautiful was the birds.
  • The ending I knew,
  • Was forever leaving you.
The End

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