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B l u e .
October 6, 2014
My eyes are robin's eggs
my hair is candy floss
my skin the color of the sky.
my fingertips are made of ice
my soul is oceans deep
my tongue a bright gas fire.
my fingernails are sapphires
my legs are denim
my arms asphyxiated shivers.
my words are bright blue ink.
On the rare mornings when I wake and think,
maybe I'd look good in pink,
I know at once I never will;
I was born cobalt and ill.
And there's not much any color can do
for a girl who is perpetually blue.
© Hui Y., Potsdam, NY
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