Was it in my
slightly tightened jeans
or just in
my general sense of style?
Could it
have been my voice inflections
or maybe
when I threw some shade?
Did I crook
my hand a little too much
or did my
hips give away my lie?
I try to hid
and cover
the x
splattered
across my barren chest,
yet your aim
still hits
as you
identify my marker as a
faggot.
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