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The Hopeful Criminal

I woke up on the morning of the 11th of December with the pain of being branded with these triangles on my bare body: I am the homosexual; I am the criminal; I am an Indian.

To Her From Her

Twas like a rush of adrenaline, the way we met
Dark lights, loud music, tipsy minds and a rushed kiss
Your eyes captivated me that Thursday night
And when we kissed, I just wanted more of you

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