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Baby In Blue
Contributed by
Blu
on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 10:22:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Words no longer come, all I see is my blue.
Proud color like my night owl who comes in hushed screeches warning against your false light.
You've left silently stalking away like the cat you once were.
Leaving this night broken in it's silence. Disturbed peace with a groan saying "I love you baby".
If I would have known it was to be the last time magic was created I would have held on longer breathed deeper cried harder.
Did you not notice through my clenched sobs that yes, I am dying and it was your hand assisting in my suicide?
Now I have memories of roses with peach petals, a feather bed that contains your smell, pictures carrying heavy messages that I won't carry any longer.
I talked to you yesterday, "I need you baby" "I love you baby"
So words are your new weapon of choice?
"You look so good in blue- I miss that" Yes, my blue. It enfolds me like the lover you were.
I hug it in my arms, realizing that it's your memory which is now blue.
I can't call you baby anymore.
Copyright ©
Blu
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2004-03-03 22:22:25] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Baby In Blue
(User Rating: 1 ) by Kie on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 11:09:22 PM AEST (User
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So sad. I have been there and it is so hard, gosh it hurts bad. If you ever need someone to talk to let me know. Enjoyed your poem. Kie |
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Re: Baby In Blue
(User Rating: 1 ) by Stitch on
Monday, 3rd January 2005 @ 09:59:01 AM AEST (User
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This was so moving! How do you wrap so very much into a poem? I can only slice off a tiny bit to get my head around before I am overwhelmed. My only criticism would be to remove the apostrophe from it's. You don't mean it is, you mean its.
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