She was 16.
Beautiful and angry.
Confused and sure.
She knew what would happen.
She took that leap.
She was 15.
I didn't know her, as her.
I don't know her.
I know someone else,
Someone new.
Someone.
They are my friends.
Teenagers.
Completely sure of everything.
Positively sure of nothing.
They are not the girls I knew,
They are the boys I know.
They know more about me than possible.
I know more about them than I should.
They are different.
Female-to-male,
Beautiful-and-handsome.
Ridicule them,
I'll take you down.
Lay a single finger on them,
I'll take you out.
They are my friends.
Some of my truest friends.
They are what they are.
Now deal.
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