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Feb 2013
I no longer see with broken glasses
I use to squint to see the perfection
And letting the rough edges fade in the background
But now they are fixed and I can see clearly

Those rough edges I was talking about
They are popping out.
I now see that the way you act and how you acted was wrong
I now see that you playing with my feelings was also wrong

I no longer need a hearing aid
I use to turn the volume up to hear your laugh
And turn the volume down when you would say certain things
But now I have my hearing fixed

All those words, all those things
I hear them clearly now
Those the “I like you” turned to” I have mixed feelings”
I hear them clearly

I use to be broken
I use to not function as well
And would be blinded and deaf
And would continue to like you
But Now I am fixed

I fixed myself
And see that it is you that is broken
But I am not going to take time to fix you
Francisco DH
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Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
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