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Green Vs Blue

You sicken me those eyes, the blueness turns to grey and that grey is adjustable it can wipe the moon from the sky, erase the memories of you and I. But one thing they cannot do, is lie. Mine green. Oh so green, they scream and fight, frightening, calm eyes. They can see right through you're grey ways, they see right through the truth. Because deep inside those dreamy eyes, there's a curse. A curse so dense, it's hidden deep in the ground, beneath the tree's roots, beneath the worms hole, to the core of existence- and that is where it hurts, when you bleed inside out, you try to cover up thinking I'm some sort of idiot, dumb. But you don't think I get it, you don't think I can puzzle it together and all I really think to say, I feel bad for you, you're about to see the worst, you're about to witness true greeness, the kind that doesnt protect dirt, give shade to life the true kind- and I don't care if it hurts.

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