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Mar 2019
If you catch me in the halls
Or pass me in the streets
And you happen to see
That I am wearing red
Please know
It is not because I love it
I don't even like it
I wear red, because to me
The color red is a reminder
A reminder that I don't have to make myself bleed
To keep on living
Written by
Brooke
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