I don't think many people can relate to how I feel. Have you ever had someone you love die right before your eyes?
If the answer is yes, keep reading.
If the answer is no, then you cannot possibly feel what I feel, every minute, of every day.
I feel this way
I cry each day
I cannot breathe
I start to heave
When the lights are out
And we cannot shout
Know I'm here
I may be queer
But in the dark
I can always wait for you
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