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They told him
"Wait, till the table turns."
He didn't payed attention
keep bullying other,
Time passed and karma worked
He saw, two guys making out
Just like usual, he spat and mutter
"faggots, you are gonna rot in hell."
The guys pulled away recognized,
It was his little brother and best mate
Before he could use his voice,
saw his little brother fell on his knees,
let a heart wearking sob out and said,
"Big bro, Don't hate me for being a gay-"
Cut his brother by pulling in his embrace
Wiped his tear and said,
"Baby bro, love is love. No matter if you love a girl or a guy."
/ 🍭🌈🌞 /
Love is Love
Love is to beautiful to be hidden in a clost.
- Holly Wood
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شِعر[✔︎]Liefdesverdriet [n.] the sadness, depression or pain, one feels about a love that is gone. || ➵ My poem collection, it comprise of dejected, melancholy, agony, suicidal, self-effacing elegy which are very idiosyncratic to me, the inspiration of...
