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My blueness..


I'm tired of hearing about the past now

They ruin my best moments

There's no longer a source for these feelings inside me

Yet, each one hurts me to my bones


I'm waiting, wondering what will happen

I'm powerless to act

I've surrendered myself to these emotions

I'm opening up until it hurts inside


All you see is my blueness

Spreading from my neck to my waist

You smell the scent of my body in front of you

I'm looking into the void from the highest point.

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