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Apr 2015
blue as the tears staining my paper
holey moley me oh my
blue
blue is the color of your eyes
holey moley
blue is the color of my home
the two arms,
breathing,
blue eyed,
heartbeat, that I call my home
me oh my
"you're the apple of my eye"
right?
not quite
but,
your eyes,
I drown in their blue
their blue like the sea
oh how I wish you could see
the world like I do
because all around me
the blue
isn't the type of blue
I like to call my home
raenona
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