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Lee Jul 21
Not quiet, Not the norm
Don’t know the type I’m to conform
I’d drink the poison
To keep my voice in
Youd love that oh you would
Just nod and please be good

But if I had no speech
My baby lizard of mine
How’d he ever reach
The knowledge of time

He’s never seen my aunts
Shoo me like a dog
Just keeps eating his plants
As I fill my lungs with fog
Try to turn off my rants
But Instead I fill my skull with smog

“More blueberries” he demands
Never noticing the scars on my hands
I just explain fruits, although I understand
I can’t answer directly, sorry you can.

He doesn’t hold that grudge
Doesn’t press my soul
Just licks a small smudge
And walks away from his bowl

While he basks in the bulb
I traverse to the cold
I bring him some berries
The ones I was told
Inspired by my bearded dragon Elliot who is legit my bestie.
Lee Jul 21
Can't go to heaven
One child is cold
Trigonometry
I'm far too old

Lies, Lies
"Listen!" She cries
Don't hang out with Satan

But Satan's a raven
Created by hands. Oh,
My body forever shaken
I captioned this “written during algebra.. got yelled at for not paying attention”
Lee Jul 21
Rules can be a taking of love for one,
Ideas created by he on spread
Few have realized it can be such fun
Different is not a word we should dread
For no love is wrong even two the same
Happiness looking disparate on all
There is but only a true way to aim
One is short as the other is some tall
A time be amused with who has to choose
when stood at the turn of a hot and warm
How it is simply unfair just to lose
And to this scheme we are not to conform
Us being here should have meant to be free
Content on this world, we shouldn't have to plea
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Lee Of 2022
Written in 22, about being gay and exploring that though it felt shameful
Lee Jul 20
I cut it because,
I know that I I don’t.
A cold swollen body,
Won’t always float.
Saltwater’s more harsh,
It stings in my throat.
Traversing the seas
In a decommissioned boat

They say when the lungs,
Swallow it in,
You're taken over by calm,
Three scars on your shin.
Lee Jul 20
Crooked hoof, diagonal jog
We moved the tractors before the goat
when I wished that dam would clog
Pinball machines tip over
but when the point is to lean
Upside down, dripping clean

Put on a bubble and keep yourself alive
Scared it will pop and you’ll die
But yet you slam it,
into rocks,
walls,
stone,
slate,
and brick
The bubble will bend before bursting
Lee Jul 19
They don’t know the numbers,
Loser
*****
Lia
Lazy
Lezzy
Lia
Sorry for the Slurs, but I need to express these things, things that people say to hurt me
Lee Jul 19
How the squirrel drops the nut-hat,
Perfectly where its to be used
For the millipedes to hide in
But I’m just confused

I have no skills other than to annoy
Unless my mouth is to be used
For reasons like his and her joy
But I’m still confused
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