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Blue is the color of my pain Blue is the color of life on my veins. Blue are his eyes that closed before he died Blue was how I felt when he left me that night Blue in the dark Blue even at day Blue that turns bright sunrise to clouds of gray Blue felt cold Like a wound that never heals Blue is the reminder that I am still here. Blue is the color of his favorite shirt Blue like the water where he drowned while at work. Blue was the color of my face when I heard. That he was gone. That he was hurt. That he was blue. Blue is the color...
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Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 7:25 AM UTC
Blue is the color
Blue is the color of my pain Blue is the color of life on my veins. Blue are his eyes that closed before he died Blue was how I felt when he left me that night Blue in the dark Blue even at day Blue that turns bright sunrise to clouds of gray Blue felt cold Like a wound that never heals Blue is the reminder that I am still here. Blue is the color of his favorite shirt Blue like the water where he drowned while at work. Blue was the color of my face when I heard. That he was gone. That he was hurt. That he was blue. Blue is the color...
Death sometimes comes unannounced.
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Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 7:25 AM UTC
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