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Hope for the conned man

Hope for the conned man

They were pretty good,

having the audacity to try and con me,

and it almost worked,

ALMOST,

no one can con the con man,

at least I think they can't.

My friends encourage me to be myself,

but they make gay jokes almost everyday.

My parents want me to follow my dreams,

but I see the way they look at me when topics centred around homosexuality come up.

Come on kid.

Come out already.

It's hard, but I've got hope,

hope for the conned man.

And Cosmofunnel, ;)

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Tony Taylor

WOW. A!!!!......... this is SO powerful in a number of ways......... that closing line " And Cosmofunnel" was a surprising piece of added perfection to this marvelous piece of poetic honesty.........I really don't know you or your writing well.......... but I am so happy that I caught this profound expression of the struggle between justice and content............ this is the absolute heart of what poetry allows in its poetic license and freedom for self expression..........I will save this and refer others to it........... so well conceived.......... and so beautifully delivered.............ALL STARS.  PINNED............ wow!..........T xoxo

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Devon La Porte

Hello A, from me a greeting and an official welcome to cosmo. This is as Tony said a powerful and well delivered expressive write. I assure you the only judgement here is none, nothing but promoted positivity, and a place where everyone is free to write the way poetry is meant to be written. I appreciate what you shared, my applause to you.

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A

Thank you guys for the warm welcome, this has made my day! A community as supporting as this where I could be myself, it's all I've ever wanted. Thanks again!

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