ROSE-COLORED GLASSES
YOU HAD NO RIGHT
TO INVITE ME HOME
WHEN THERE'S NO ONE AT THE DOOR
WAITING THERE TO WELCOME ME,
TO LISTEN ANYMORE
DON'T LOOK FOR ME,
I WON'T BE THERE
TO HEAR YOU TELL LIES
WHEN YOU SAY YOU CARE.
I'LL SHUT MY EYES,
SO I WON'T SEE
THE ROSE-COLORED REFLECTION
THAT MOCKS REALITY.
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Author:
Lily May Emerald (
Offline) - Published: October 19th, 2025 11:44
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Comments3
A powerful poem written with strong words sending a clear message. Nicely written
I'm thinking someone's got your back up.
I maybe wrong, mind you, but it is a hunch.
Excellent
Strong and powerful
Also enjoyed the rhyming
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