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Feb 2015
I call out your name from another room
but your mind is trapped inside the color blue
I want to pull you out of shattered glass --
from all that haunts you in your pastΒ Β 
you are here but you're still there
where bombs, and blood are everywhere --
lost in the color blue while you're
wandering from room to roomΒ Β 
you are trapped inside the color blue
I keep searching for an open door
to tell you that you're home from war
you are here but you're still there
trapped inside the color blue
but, I keep searching from room to room
forever, and ever until I've found you.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove Feb. 15th, 2015
TigerEyes
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TigerEyes  I live in my imagination
(I live in my imagination)   
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