Blue
Blue like the sky
And the beautiful waters
I feel as I could fly
Free from all horrors
Blue like the berries
Picked from the bushes
Eaten in my young days
My youth, where all the good is
Blue like the sorrow
That wallows inside
I dread tomorrow
Today will be my last night
Blue like the veins
I aim to slice down
Blue like the pain,
When no one’s around
But not blue like the silence
That blue is of its own
The blue of my tears
In which no one is shown,
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