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I don't know about you.I can only speak about myself and I have horrible anxiety so in the morning I like to boost my self esteem as much as possible so that is what this poem is about enjoy!!   Roses are red
I met you when I was young  And reckless I ran to you when I felt dumb And headless You forced me to paint pain into progress As I progressed from someone who scribbled words
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