A love poem from a person with Dyslexia:
Roses are red,
Violents are blue,
Sugar is sweat,
And so are you.
A love poem from a person with ADD:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue–
But not only violets;
The sky is blue, too.
A love poem from a person with OCD:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue–
Roses are red,
Violets are blue–
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I plucked off the petals,
And sorted them too.
A love poem from a person who’s Bi-polar:
Roses are red,
I wish I were dead.
Violets are blue,
I’ve got the happiness-flu :)
A love poem from a person with Terret’s:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
F@$%!
…I love you.
A love poem from a person with Schizophrenia:
Roses are red.
Roses are red.
Roses are red.
Roses are red…
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