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Dyed blue with no colors
I was dyed blue with no colors.
A dark looming shadow that follows this young adventurer.
With the looped gold earrings that circle her head.
And the rusty beads tied in her hair.
She walks with no footprints.
She walks with no destination.
She walks on sea shores for the sands fade away the past.
She swims in the deepest blue to try and pass time.
She cries in her sleep for she won't feel ignored.
She searches for reasons for her sadness.
With that rockie cave.. You would swear this fine girl has hidden in plain site.
Walk on that raging water madam.
And be taken in the grip of depression
For she is a girl dyed blue with no colors
A dark looming shadow that follows this young adventurer.
With the looped gold earrings that circle her head.
And the rusty beads tied in her hair.
She walks with no footprints.
She walks with no destination.
She walks on sea shores for the sands fade away the past.
She swims in the deepest blue to try and pass time.
She cries in her sleep for she won't feel ignored.
She searches for reasons for her sadness.
With that rockie cave.. You would swear this fine girl has hidden in plain site.
Walk on that raging water madam.
And be taken in the grip of depression
For she is a girl dyed blue with no colors
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