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I like boys.
I like girls.
I like diamonds,
I like pearls.

I’m not ‘confused’.
I’m not a ‘whore’.
I’m just ‘bisexual’,
I know that for sure.

It does exist.
It is for real.
It’s not a lie or a cloak,
It’s just how I feel.

I’ve kissed girls.
I’ve kissed boys.
Some were serious,
Some were toys.

Boys are hot.
Girls are too.
Tell me it’s a ‘phase’,
And I’ll punch you.

I like boys.
I like girls.
I like diamonds,
I like pearls.
Short and crappy poem is short and crappy.

Please let me know what you think! :)
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Storm-Dancer-9 Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2014
Nice! I especially like the part about phases. :D 
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CorporateRockWhore Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you :)
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Storm-Dancer-9 Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2014
Ur welcome
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primalfuryan Featured By Owner May 14, 2014  Professional General Artist
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dessadawnherman Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
I just typed that out on a whim. even typos lol
I like that gutsy wicked shit

keep it up!
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CorporateRockWhore Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
:)
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dessadawnherman Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
lol i think it is funny.

was it suppose to be??

I think for people to take it seriously it probably shouldn't be so "sing-song"...
like this:

I lured her into my room,
dark and cold, heart a tomb
she called me baby and I taped her mouth shut
mom knew the black, shiny vinyl wasn't mine
under her breath she called me a slut

He scurried me in from his 3am bedroom window
by now I should know better
the anklet flashing; warning like violent hail in my skull
we both knew better
he was toned and sensuous
never will i forget

in the bottom of a shot glass
I see m reflection,
neither she,
nor he
can ever define me
I am
what glimmers back
self-discovery
I shall ne'er lack.

separate me like layers
of tissue paper
judge and weigh 
as if some kind of savior
tell me i am wrong
throw the big king james version at me
tell me bitch
who it is I'm suppose to be.
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CorporateRockWhore Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I really like your poem! You should post it as a deviation. :)
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ArtsyMidget Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2014
I just thought this was a neat way you express your feelings, not to diminish your work in any way. I like your work a lot, especially your other piece on humanity. This was refreshing from most of what I read for poetry.
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CorporateRockWhore Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you very much! :D
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