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in my mind ,
you are the colour
purple .
you float inside it , in an ocean of clouds ,
clouds that are also purple .
it's peaceful here , the sun illuminates the left of your face ,
it too, is purple .
i know you didn't used to be this colour .
you are someone who used to glow the brightest shade of
pink
when you blushed ,
someone who shone the most deep
blue
when you were happy ,
a girl who , when you laughed , swam in an ocean of
creamsicle orange ,
a girl whose heart was stained
red
when you loved the hardest ,
you weren't always purple .
those colours left when the storm came ,
until you entered my mind ,
and amongst the demons I should find . . .
your exact shade
of purple .
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
