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Mar 2018
Roses are red
As red as the open wound that bleeds
Violets are blue
As blue as the bruises on my beaten heart
Sugar is sweet
As sweet as your smile turned bitter after goodbyes
And so are you
Full of sugary sweetness, rotten teeth, and stomach aches.
During a prompt from my parents who said to use a typical poem opening
Autmn T
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Autmn T  20/Cisgender Female/Iowa
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