Blue
Like cotton candy wisps
Like berries on my lips
Or water with chlorine that makes me dry
Blue
Like rainy inside days
Like never hearing praise
Or boring mundane life with no surprise
Blue
In style all its days
Popularity it craves
In lonely missives and in restless nights
Blue
The sand is coming in
Your days are numbered when
We let you swim so freely all you like
Blue
A memory it seems
Or was it in my dreams?
My life was plagued by such a parasite
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