Royal Blue
The lasting impact that even simple beauty has on the mind...
Royal Blue
Rolling
Rippling
Like the deep blue sea
Calm
Smooth movements
Dancing in the air
like the movements of a ballerina
A soothing
But yet piercing
Effect to the mind
like the sound of rain
On a dark night
Oh, the last impact
That even simple beauty
Has on the mind
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Angel Blade
It's almost like everything I write is a cry for help...
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