And so it goes...

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Funn how
after I leave her,
walking down the street
with the moose, that
the blue comes back.
Slowly at first, like a dull
annoying ache.

A sigh escapes up the stairs
and then I arrive in my
blue room, that section
of my heart, where I hold
all the different shades:
turquoise, pale, deep, royal
and almost black.

am enveloped once again
and no amount of sighs
will let the pain escape.
It just hovers there,
like a dense mist, impairing my senses;
tricking me.

And sometimes
I embrace it back.

Created: Dec 26, 2010


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