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The whole world was gray November’s first snowy day Not a single winter racquet And in the midst of the white And the foggiest sight I saw a man in a dark blue jacket. I’d seen him before And that I swore As he was a classmate of mine In past Fall’s red hue I remember seeing the blue Of the man’s dark jacket’s shine i always saw him in the hall he wasn’t particularly tall but wherever i was, he was too and when i saw him at lunch my friend told me his hunch: “i think that blue jacket man might like you” i admired the admiration but felt no butterfly-in-stomach sensation so maybe i had to go and pack it then the following saturday when from my classes i was away i saw the man in the dark blue jacket he had tried to sit next to me in class and i told my friends to ask if i could sit further away from the bloke in the corners of my eye he was there How much longer could I bear? the bare blue of his deep colored coat so when i was walking home one afternoon i hadn’t tried to get home too soon The days only becoming hazier The winds were speeding fast A man behind me tried to walk past I saw the dark blue of his blazer. he turned to look at me stopped, starred to see and began to walk slowly behind i started sprinting to my abode snow now down rode the blue jacket man on my mind his pace sped up too and if only i knew how no one would believe me was he stalking? should i start talking? the blue jacket man’s spree So I didn’t tell them the truth I knew their words wouldn’t soothe His eyes always on me In the park he was there Lurking like a ******* nightmare His aura seemed aquamarine-y I see him in my room I know I shouldn’t assume That that blue jacket is his How is he everywhere? You gave me a scare Now go back to your biz ! He is in my screams. He is in my dreams. Blue jacket man, get out! He is in my eyes He is in my lies Flow out with the water spout He is in my lungs I’m speaking in tongues And as my eyes begin to fade I see a smearing blue Across my vacant view That jacket of his facade That dark blue. Blue. blue.
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Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 12:53 AM UTC
Blue Jacket Man
The whole world was gray November’s first snowy day Not a single winter racquet And in the midst of the white And the foggiest sight I saw a man in a dark blue jacket. I’d seen him before And that I swore As he was a classmate of mine In past Fall’s red hue I remember seeing the blue Of the man’s dark jacket’s shine i always saw him in the hall he wasn’t particularly tall but wherever i was, he was too and when i saw him at lunch my friend told me his hunch: “i think that blue jacket man might like you” i admired the admiration but felt no butterfly-in-stomach sensation so maybe i had to go and pack it then the following saturday when from my classes i was away i saw the man in the dark blue jacket he had tried to sit next to me in class and i told my friends to ask if i could sit further away from the bloke in the corners of my eye he was there How much longer could I bear? the bare blue of his deep colored coat so when i was walking home one afternoon i hadn’t tried to get home too soon The days only becoming hazier The winds were speeding fast A man behind me tried to walk past I saw the dark blue of his blazer. he turned to look at me stopped, starred to see and began to walk slowly behind i started sprinting to my abode snow now down rode the blue jacket man on my mind his pace sped up too and if only i knew how no one would believe me was he stalking? should i start talking? the blue jacket man’s spree So I didn’t tell them the truth I knew their words wouldn’t soothe His eyes always on me In the park he was there Lurking like a ******* nightmare His aura seemed aquamarine-y I see him in my room I know I shouldn’t assume That that blue jacket is his How is he everywhere? You gave me a scare Now go back to your biz ! He is in my screams. He is in my dreams. Blue jacket man, get out! He is in my eyes He is in my lies Flow out with the water spout He is in my lungs I’m speaking in tongues And as my eyes begin to fade I see a smearing blue Across my vacant view That jacket of his facade That dark blue. Blue. blue.
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15/F/USA
Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 12:53 AM UTC
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