James McLain Trapped Poems

We are all trapped,
In a
Singularity, made up of fate.
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When kids saw my panties
and said
I was a boy it made me sad
and it is why
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When you Trapped me deep Within Your Robes.

thus Forgiven; I have forgiven you so many times
and you and yes and you.
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No one sees that I am here looking out.
One passing cloud can change my view.
The walls that contain me are rainbowed.
Entering me the world is never the same.
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