Blue

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Blue


Blue like the sky during a fresh spring day

Or blue like the clouds during the rain

Blue like the flowers on my way home

Or blue like my tears when I’m all alone

The colour of my hair a pastel blue

Like the shade of my heart, held together by glue

The colour of my hoodie a dark navy blue

Like the shade of the glow and the fire long due

Blue is the colour of birds on their fly

And the glint of someone’s eyes during a lie

Blue is the ghost when it’s hiding inside

And the tint of your fear when in disguise


But where is it now while I’m here on my own?

Where is the brilliance, the cast of its beam?

Did it disappear already and turn into stone?

Or did it turn into air like my long-lost dreams?


When you stab me in the back the sword is baby blue

Your voice a royal blue with a volume that grew

When I fall and can’t get up, the ground there is blue

Your eyes following me, blue orbs a total of two

And this is the colour of blood dripping on bones

The colour of the wood, so full of stones

This is the colour of passion for life

Drawing your future on wood with a knife

Listen closely as you can hear the sound

A vivid cerulean here to be drowned


And where did it come from this navy blue?

What magical power carried it to this place?

Is it destiny or coincidence or am I just rude?

To question its origin and starting this chase


The graze of blue

Its darkened hue

Blue it is

Blue I am too...

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Originally posted on LGBT+ Amino:
http://aminoapps.com/p/s7oolq

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