Blue is more than a color.
Blue is life.
Blue is death.
Blue is sadness.
Blue is love.
Blue is the ocean that cuts the rocks and runs up the beach, the ocean that wraps around my body and washes my troubles away.
Blue is the vast sky that I spend hours looking up to.
Blue is the color of your eyes that captivated me from the start.
It is the color of your heart-shaped necklace that you wear so boldly around that slim, tall neck.
Blue is your childhood blanket that you take everywhere to bring you luck, wearing the badge of time proudly on its sleeve.
But blue is also pain.
Blue is the cold, icy color of a baby's face from frostbite, waiting for death to come.
Blue is the color of the tears that slide down your soft, rosy cheeks when your mother died.
Blue is the color of the water that swallows people and leaves everything in its path barren.
Blue is our light and blue is our darkness.
Blue gives us sweet memories, but also takes them away.
Blue creates.
And blue destroys.
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Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of different poems that I will write. *DISCLAIMER: ANYTHING WRITTEN IN THIS BOOK IS PURELY BASED OFF OF MY IMAGINATION, UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE, NOTHING IN THIS STORY ACTUALLY REFLECTS ME OR HOW I FEEL. I JUST FIND IT EASIER TO WRITE DA...
