I thought of you for a day or two
Now all I see are shades of blue.
Tonight the Moon has painted me grey,
Sinking into anxiety, like a hunter’s prey.
The lively colours all started to fade
There are no more colours coming for my aid.
This shade of blue is called a past,
The one that chases after you and catches you at last.
The thoughts coming in-all too fast
I drop my pen; it’s time to rest.
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9 responses to ““Blue””
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Goosebumps,so proud of u u should’ve start this blog years ago🫀
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That is the nicest thing someone has said! Thank you 🤗❤️
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I’m blue, da-ba-dee-da-ba-di
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🐬˚🐋✧˚.🐟⋆
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This is deserving hundred thousand claps four sure 👏
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i really liked this poem it reasonated with me 🫠
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🫂❤️
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this feels like a dream <3
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One nostalgic dream for sure 💙
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