Blue and Grey
Blue is a feeling, a feeling of being lost. Her favorite color is blue. She turned me blue. She made me into something I didn’t want to be. I look at myself in the mirror and all I see is a grey world with me being blue. This grey world is dead and beaten there’s nothing here but a blue me. She changed something in me; she made me into something I disgrace.
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