A Color

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Blue
My life is a blue
Not light
Not dark
Just blue
Not happy
Not sad
Between the two
You know what does that literally mean?
That it's empty
I am empty
Sometimes you want to stop feeling
But when you are empty
You feel like I want to feel something
Or else I will be imagining my own thing
Or even faking some emotions.
Pain could be hard
But will eventually reach to an end.
But emptiness is noxious
Toxic
And hard.
Never ask for not feeling,
It is worse
Trust me
Cause I am just empty

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