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Rose Colored Glasses

Contributed by xtcslilangel on Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 06:40:36 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy



Once upon a time,
A long, long time ago,
My rose colored glasses
Made everything aglow.
You were my knight in shining armor,
My prince, my lord, my love.
My rose colored glasses showed me nothing other
Than the fact you were a blessing from above.
I saw the world in your baby blue eyes
And sunlight in your hair.
My rose colored glasses hid from me
What was really there.
A creature from the black lagoon,
A monster from in the dark.
Little did I know that piece by piece
You were tearing out my heart.
I shed my glasses and raised my eyes
To see what was left of me.
My rose colored glasses fell to the floor,
Cracking them mercilessly.
I never could see the world in the same light again
And now I could see you for you.
So, I picked up the pieces of my broken heart
And walked an entire year through.
Then, suddenly, I stop,
I smile!
I finally got over you.
So, maybe today isn't a fairy tale,
But I know this much for sure:
I'll walk through my days
With a smile on my face,
And take you as a lesson,
Nothing less, nothing more.




Copyright © xtcslilangel ... [ 2005-03-25 18:40:36]
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Re: Rose Colored Glasses (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 26th March 2005 @ 05:19:57 PM AEST
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Well written. The idea of having this fantisyish was neat to. very nbicely done.


Re: Rose Colored Glasses (User Rating: 1 )
by Adnausiam on Sunday, 24th July 2005 @ 02:23:26 AM AEST
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I think this is a wonderful poem. I like how you use the glasses instead of saying that you saw only what you wanted to see instead of what was really there. And it's awesome closure to learn a lesson and not cling to bad emotions. If you know what i mean.




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