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Oct 2015
A blue liquid began to spill
at the moment I began to feel--------- LESS
....the puddle grew into a large mess
people began to crowd around
weak, I fell to the ground.
A lady asked, " Darling, what happened to you?"
He broke my heart,
and I was depressed already
so now I bleed BLUE.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
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