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JEFF BUCKNER'S POETRY

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For Thirty-Three years of this I did not speak
The World and I had always told myself...I was a Freak

I always wondered...why did this happen to me?
I only tried to be what God wanted me to be

The Closet was a safe place...but also a lie
I knew if I stayed there...surely I would die

As the years went by...my soul grew weak
Out of a life of misery and shame...I had to speak

The days are not bright yet and the nights are still long
But a Three decade old burden lifted...could not have been wrong

I still think I'm a freak of nature...what else could it be?
I'm still ashamed that I'm gay...but finally..I'm Free!

Copyright ©1997 Jeff Buckner

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