A figment of my imagination.
Your arms held me close,
The rest of the world fades away.
I look up into your face,
And to my dismay,
You were never there.
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Call me Blue, its what my friends call me. I'm an aspiring poet with small dreams and a big heart. I tell only my story, try to make it interesting, but forgive me if i bore you.
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