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All I see is the blue sky.
Going somewhere,
Meeting someone,
Nothing matters,
Because all I see is the blue sky.
"They are trying to tell me how to feel."
I told the blue sky,
And it whispered,
"Oh love, come to me and I'll show you delight."
So I went to it,
But who knew?
That I'll be so delightful,
I'll never be able to see the blue
Again,
Or ever.
I asked it one day,
"You ruined my life,
I trusted you,
I came here when you called me,
So why are you not letting me leave,
Aren't friends supposed to go home after some time?"
It whispered, ever so slowly and softly,
"We were never friends love,
You forced me to come to your life,
And now you'll only go back once you try to get back."
I started trembling and shaking, thinking of how to get out of here.
I didn't like being here anymore.
"But
that'll never happen,
Because even though you forced me to come to your life,
You'll never leave,
Because you see,
you already gave up your life,
To come to me."
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-about-
written: february 21, 2021
I wrote this poem on the way to my aunt's house too. This poem is pretty imaginary and kind of coincides with Hues of Blue. I was looking at the blue sky and thought that I should personify it. This poem came about then.
-anyways, thanks for reading, people!! do vote and comment if you liked it-
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