Diplopia

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We can complain because rose bushes have thorns

so don’t tell me

roses are beauty

light up a room

they highlight thy beauty

I won’t believe

they’re not made for funerals

they smell

so beautiful

my nose bleeds

coloring and painting me red

the thorns grab at me

slicing me open

I am a new me

if we think this way

nothing will better us

...because...

We can rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.

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•    I worked hard on this. This is my first reverse poem and I think it could’ve gone better. I really enjoyed the process and how I have to think, so I’ll probably do another one another time. I hope you guys enjoyed!

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