Black and Blue
Colors like black and blue describe what I’ve become
Maybe it’s from sadness beating me like a drum
Spending several years trying to understand
When the world gets too dark for me to see my hand
Should I close my eyes and hide from the reality?
Or should I fight against it with lethality?
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