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A New Hue

Something old, nothing new, something borrowed, something blue-- words of generational trauma

By MellePublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Borrowed hurt by you

Old as the blood that we share,

Blood that burned me blue.

surreal poetry
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Melle

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