Freedom

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Stop your sick game of judging,

Why does it matter who we are loving?

We are allowed to speak what we want to,

Do what we want to do,

Then we should be able to love who we want to love,

Isn't that the wish of those above?

For all of us to be happy and free,

Or is our happiness only good to some degree?

Our freedom has no extent,

You will continue to torment.

Freedom knows no kind of,

Let us love who we want to love.

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This poem is dedicated to tay gets the gay, because that is what I thought of when I wrote it, how there is no freedom for LGBT people, and they deserve freedom! (I'm sorry if this offends you, it is how I feel, and that is why I wrote it).

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