Oct 30, 2008

One homosexual commits suicide every five minutes.

That's what pressure and rejection from the world can do to you.

And at the funeral, everyone was weeping, as the church choir started to sing...

Somewhere, over the rainbow, 
way up high.
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.

Somewhere, over the rainbow, 
skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are 
Far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
Away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then - oh, why can't I?


If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, Why, oh, why can't I?

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