Blue - WorldA Poem by Dazhanay WilsonForever drowned in the blues, soaked and desperate
Blue
His blues These blues The emotions rolled and etched, my regrets The hazy blues bluring my thoughts Why my regrets are as blue as my soul It happens when I awake It sounds like a weeping child Doubtful and lost I am blue May it rest May I rest I regret no rest The emotions rolled and etched, my regrets
© 2016 Dazhanay WilsonAuthor's Note
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AuthorDazhanay WilsonNew York, NYAbout(Capricorn) I love the things I can't have. I live in a dead end town that I'm pretty sure I'll never get out of and I don't know if I have what it takes to be a writer but I still want to write. more..Writing
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