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Two Lives in Tandem Die



I live a lie to all and I
Who sees the face, the clothes and hair
The image – perfect, the truth – a lie

I kiss a boy and so I’m gay
I sleep with boy and so I’m queer
The lie I live in day on day

The truth inside is seen as lie
To those who ‘know’ or hide their eyes
From putrid tales in tears I cry

I am not a happy boy
Not straight as circle, but nor as line
I live in shell like horse of Troy

Behind the mask of perfect show
I dream of life I live for me
True comfort’s palace I want to know

Body of boy but heart of girl
Against the norm in every way
The oyster robbed of shining pearl

Until my death and sweet rebirth
I live two lives of quiet tears
Falling soft on frozen earth