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6d
Rose colored lenses were all I wore when I was with you
Was wearing them shielding my eyes from the light that was exhausted from trying to come my way?
I kept them every day, afraid of the unknown
I would glimpse over the top and still the light was shown
Would taking them off end up with me being alone?
Written by
Brianne
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     Emma and Liana
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