The world ended
the day you showed
your true colors,
but my heart’s infatuation
never faltered
until it was too late.
© Sarah Doughty
The world ended
the day you showed
your true colors,
but my heart’s infatuation
never faltered
until it was too late.
© Sarah Doughty
Sarah Doughty 
Sounds like the chameleon turned into a skunk. Good one.
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Haha, yes. Thank you!
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love is blind told in a very lovely poetic way! 😉
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Aw you’re the best!
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you are! 😀
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What a fantastic title and a superb poem for a common enough happening – excellent!
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Thank you! I’m honored! 😊
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Loving all of your work
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Thank you! I’m honored! 😊 😊
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Love. ❤
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Thank you! 😊
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I love how the title just really nails what the poem is all about. And, nice poem!
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Thank you! I try to make the titles relevant and interesting. 😊😊 I appreciate the kind words! 😊
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Oh, I really love this lots!
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Thanks so much! 😊 😊
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What a great little poem this is!
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Thanks so much! 😊
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Sometimes you do survive the true colors…..Unless it is abuse. Then something dies….and something else lives
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That’s very true.
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