Even if I'm not your Alma.
I'm happy to be your Jack.
Me. Laying here. Remembering,
Brokeback.
Where we splits fire, and
Share the warmness in between.
Let ourselves free, every now and then
Let our loves flee, back in the Brokeback.
The romance that we shared
Sting through our skins,
Infuse the poison of forbidden love.
Never to be healed.
As long as we remember our
Brokeback.
You've been there. You saw it all
Everything. that keeps you from loving.
And I see anything, but the reason
Why shouldn't we fight for our love.
Our brokeback love.
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PRISONER
PoetryCollection of Poems about this world's injustice and how I feel alone in this world like I don't belong here.
