Colorblind heart,
Blues in my veins,
Not the one I would run away from,
You are the storm I chased.
As the moon reveals its scars,
I will drench you in my moonlight,
The wind has got nothing on you baby,
I flew like an unstrung kite.
As the gravity pulled me down,
My head rested on the grass,
The soil smelled rain,
Half a rainbow at last.
As I wiped the honey off my lips,
My soul longed for another kiss,
You killed my blues baby,
You mend my story, became my fix.
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