Blue eyes
Blue veins.
And even blue breathes.
Your beautiful porcelain skin
Turned blue.
As well as your lips.
It happens to be
the most human color there is.
Until I saw your blue skin
Behind that door,
I loved that stupid color.
Even now,
Blue is all I see and feel.
I just want to forget.
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Air Bubbles And Paper Cuts
PoetryJust some things I never had the guts to say out loud. (Updated daily??)
