The early strike

I am gay

The early strike
For the first time
I believe I now can find
A better way to live
Without you dying for me
For the first time
I feel like I'm alive
Not being chased away
From memories

When she walked in the door
I fell on the floor
Not knowing what to say
But I Am Gay

My heart is made out of glass
I feel it beating so fast
What is wrong with me now?
Nothing is in my way
I know this feeling will last
Before my head had crashed
I know who I am
Alone no more

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