Through clear eyesA Poem by Heather
When the rose colored glasses finally break,
and the light gently breaks and shines through all the shattered pieces it shows a harsh reality once hidden by the sweet color and bliss of ignorance but when the veil comes up when the thin rose colored glass smashes under the pressure of lies and deceit what will you see? a glimpse of reality? or only the fantasy you've created?
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StatsAuthorHeatherNJAboutI just love to write. I've used it as an escape for years and just to vent, and I just enjoy it. I've been too scared to join an in-person writing group so my friend finally convinced me to at least d.. more..Writing
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