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On a blue day,
someone told me
in the saddest way
she barely trusts anybody.

She said she doesn't know
what to do if she'll ever find out
her back throbs due to stabbing.
None? Not sure, but I doubt.

She said she has salt in her wounds
of the historic crimes,
but it just makes it heal quicker
in a moment of time.

She said she once lived
in the kingdom she raised
beneath the seas, but now,
the shore's what she faced.

She trusts you
since she found happiness in you.
She thought
she would not, but it's not hard to.

On a blue day,
my self said to me--
when the skies are pink--
I barely trust anybody,

but I trust you
since my skies were no more blue.
I thought
I would not, but I know it isn't hard to.

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