Blue

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Blue, Something that I didn't think through.
I was misled and left for dead.
I was left and thrown aside without a clue.
Yet, I wish I was dead instead.
Something that I wished was't true.

Blue, is a word that I avoid like a virus.
Blue, is the rest color- especially in butterflies.
I loved her enough that I thought no other were like us.
I didn't know sush eyes can hude these kinds of lies.
You made me think everyone is coming to strike us.

By: Me

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