Not So Rose Colored Glasses

July 10, 2008
By Abbye Woodward, Oxford, MA

Years passed
Days went by
Never being questioned
Time spent
Living with rejection
Lovingly bestowed upon me
Wrapped up in ribbons and bows
A disguise that I unknowingly accepted
Until now
Now that the paper is torn
The ribbons are shredded
The pain is raw
Looking back I see
Through the web of lies
This has always been my reality
And I just never opened my eyes

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