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Apr 2020
I still don’t know the color of your eyes
They go from gray to green to blue
You like cold showers and clear skies
And I like crawling into you

I get so caught up in the endless sea
I don’t notice when my lips turn blue
The psychedelics take over me
My fingertips numb from touching you

A violet girl with tangerine dreams
Can’t ever pull off those shades of blue
My tired blue boy in baby blue jeans
I almost dyed for you
mymessyminds
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mymessyminds  19/F/Taipei, Taiwan
(19/F/Taipei, Taiwan)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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