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Blue

When is it that you die?
A faint breath getting lost in,
Endless roar of life
Helpless, blind, on a dark sea shore
Crushed under your bass,
Sliced by silence of a sigh.

Morbid sun, bleeding dry beyond horizon
Every dawn, watching skies silhouette,
Caged in cold grounds’ eyes;
Failing to grasp, pieces of blue sky,
Chasing after pain, living innocent lies

Fear building up under your skin,
Loneliness seeping in your soul,
Crawling, cackling, cries of laughter,
Oozing dark disgust, sanity makes me blue.

You wanted to play, so did I
Crossing X’s for O’s,
Painting my face blue.
Written by lonewolf_IooI_
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