I was so deep within us that I lost my sense of self,
I lost who I was and who wanted to be,
I would give anything to have known sooner,
But you decided to paint those red flags green,
You decided to give me that false sense of security,
You held me close, held me tight,
To you it was a nice gesture,
To me it was suffocating
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PoetryVenting through vague paragraphs and poetry is my only talent, it's not even a talent just let me have this