Her Name Was Leelah
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Completa mar, dic 29, 2015<5 mins
A poem in memory of Leelah Alcorn, I wrote it on her birthday, but couldn't post it until now, the anniversary of her death.
**if you're having suicidal thoughts don't hesitate to reach out or to call- nationwide american suicide hotline: 1-800-273-8255 or american lgbt national hotline: 1-888-843-4564, thank you**
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