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Blue Tattoo

There are things I would like to redo,
but my dulled taste of pain would renew,
So I sit in the comfort of blue.

Each wave apon wave is new,
all bring a current of one hue,
They all bring me back to blue.

My memories of memories of you,
And the scars that I thought I outgrew,
have joined into one big tattoo,
but the waves upon waves turn it,

blue.



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