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I wake up with a blue heart to survive in a yellow world where everything is always moving unlike my still feet. and when I go into a coffee shop or a school or the parks I see people who are glowing. they glow all kinds of colors. beautiful colors, like pink, or purple, or yellow, or orange, all of the brightest colors, and I watch in awe because right now, my heart is only frozen blue. the dullest blue. so sometimes I stay in my mind and end up going colorblind and fall into my own black-blue world because the colors become all too much.
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 7:02 PM UTC
the colorful hearts
I wake up with a blue heart to survive in a yellow world where everything is always moving unlike my still feet. and when I go into a coffee shop or a school or the parks I see people who are glowing. they glow all kinds of colors. beautiful colors, like pink, or purple, or yellow, or orange, all of the brightest colors, and I watch in awe because right now, my heart is only frozen blue. the dullest blue. so sometimes I stay in my mind and end up going colorblind and fall into my own black-blue world because the colors become all too much.
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 7:02 PM UTC
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