Blue is my favourite colour and I don't know why.
It's the colour
Of the water that drowns me inside.
Blue is the colour
I can't get rid of, even if I tried.
Blue is all around me,
even when I die.
Blue is my favourite colour and nobody knows why.
~k.w.a.v
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Blue is my favourite colour and I don't know why.
Blue is the colour of the water that drowns me from the inside.
Blue fills my lungs so I can no longer breathe,
and I can't cough it up cause it will always be inside of me.
It's in my veins.
It's what makes me whole.
It makes me, me but I still feel alone.
I suffer in silence, as I cry in the dark. My tears are also blue which makes this just as hard.
Blue is my favourite colour and I don't know why.
~k.w.a.v
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I wrote two poems for the colour blue.
To be honest when I wrote this I was thinking about how everyone thinks blue is a sad colour when to me it really isn't, yet this poem is sad and has nothing to do with what I was thinking about but it ended up pretty good in the end anyways.
So, I hope you liked it!
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