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Blue

The color of sadness

Is the blue of the room

Where I laying calling out to you

 

The weight of sadness

Is all of the ocean

Gathered in the sound of “no”

 

It is a harsh velvet rope

In tropical heat

Strangling slowly

Every fleeting joy

 

I have measured it all

In every way

Just so I could

Hold it there and say

“I will love you again”

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