he came out of the closet
Falling forward as he did
Head first from out of torment
Where he'd hidden as a kid
No longer feeling pressurised
To hide his inner guilt
Now standing up for something
That he hadn't even built
Locked away inside his frame
For over twenty years
Through times of hurt and consequence
He's now severed all his fears
He opened up that closet
And left behind the doubt
He's shed his frame, from inner blame
and finally come out
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