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Feb 8
Blue rain
Blue clouds
Blue pain
Blue vouvs

The blue runs cold down my back
Like ice siping into my vains
The blue sits deep in my heart
Like a ***** coffee stain

Blue tears
Blue bone
Blue fears
Blue home

The blue becomes my brain
Making me think in cold hues
The blue paralysis me
Making my experiences have no use

Blue past
Blue present
Blue cast
Blue peasant

-N.T.H
Noa
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Noa  18/F/🇩🇰
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