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Jul 2017
I'll never be able to explain
How much of a blindfold
Rose colored glasses are

And the pain it causes,
Like duct tape melted on my skin,
As I slowly peel them off.
I'm naive and loving. I can't see the bad.
Chelsea Rae
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