panda bear eyes stared back at me,
your treasure box opened,
ones i'd really like to keep,
melted up like chocolate,
my rock music played in my ears,
spun the world it went through my fears.
-n.d.
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blue | poetry ✓
Poetryhis name is blue. he's color blue. he thinks blue. he feels blue. he's always blue. ©aloeverasie2017
