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Mar 2016
Blue, Blue, Blue.*

A blue haze often clouded my eyes and invaded my nose and enveloped me in the mere thought of him.

All shades:
His eyes
The glittering sky
My deep down disappointment

My insides were blue too. He jumped in my head and drowned.

The cool cobalt color swam in excitement on his lips; he finally had another heartbreak to add to his piggy bank.

As an afterthought, he pulled me out from the rest and claimed that I was just "too **** blue."
A manipulator skilled beyond his years walked in and refused to walk back out.
Not Lauren
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Not Lauren  23/F/MN
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