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Blue Skies

Blue skies, blue skies,
So much like his blue eyes,

Blue skies filled with bliss,
Flying high in memories.

Gloom swarms over,
Consuming blue skies,
Consuming his blue eyes.

Sweet, boyish smell fades in pouring rain,
Tears run away from his pain,
Lightning strikes her eyes,
Pushing her into a fog of bleakness,

Guilt fills the once beautiful, blue sky,
Anguish spills down, down with pain,
Washing everything away,
Sorrow screams out of dark, coal clouds.

Blue skies, blue skies,
So much like his blue eyes.
Oh, where have you gone,
Blue skies?





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