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To the girl who got me flowers
A poem by Kelsey Edwards
I’m allergic to lilies
but I’ll love them just the same, smell them
just the same. Despite the red rash raising
my skin, despite the feeling of my throat
closing in, despite the burning from my lips
to my chin. Despite all this, I’ll keep them
until after they should go in the bin.
I’m allergic to lilies
but I’ll love them just the same.
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