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Aug 2019
i saw you through
my heart-shaped
rose-tinted glasses:
i saw red flags
and turned them green,
i heard warning bells
and mistook them for fireworks,
i scraped my knees on your edges,
and thought the blood was ambrosia
(i knew you were trouble
but i put on my rose-tinted glasses
and thought it was love).
:( a healing poem, very difficult to write
Valerie
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Valerie  18/F/new zealand
(18/F/new zealand)   
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