Journal, Poetry

Shattered Assumptions Theory


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My assumptions aren’t kind.
Please don’t let them rob me blind,
Of you.
What I saw.
What I know true.
How you were falling in love with me,
as I with you.

My assumptions aren’t nice.
They often have me to think twice,
Of you.
What I saw…
What I know true?
How you were falling in love with me,
as I with, you?

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