Lawrence King.

If I had to give someone my heart,
I'd want to give it to them on Valentine's Day.
It was the day after I had passed away,
Simply because I was gay.

I was just a teenage boy,
With a valentine card in my hand.
It was a red one shaped like a heart
And "Be my valentine" was written inside,
For a boy I liked in my computer class
But it was the reason why I had to die.

As I gave the boy my heart,
He looked at me in disgust.
He took the card, and ripped it up,
Tore my heart into little pieces,
My heart then turned to dust.

If I had to give someone my heart,
I'd want to give it to them on Valentine's Day.
It was the day after I had passed away,
Simply because I was gay.

I was just a teenage boy,
With a valentine card in my hand.
It was a red one shaped like a heart
And "Be my valentine" was written inside,
For a boy i like in my computer class,
But it was the reason why I had to die.

As I walked into my computer class,
The next day.
Bang! Bang! I was shot in the head,
Because the boy i'd liked in my computer class,
Didn't like that I was gay.

I died in the hospital the very next day,
I've gone brain dead.
My mom and dad sat there and cried,
My mother asked to God above "Why?"
And my father just looked up at the sky.

They then let me go, they took my pain away
And they took my heart, gave it to someone else,
So that they could live,
So that they could have their Valentine.

And they accepted my heart, even though i was gay,
They didn't cry out in disgust,
And they didn't push it away.

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