Well my hair,
My hair,
May be a soft faded blue,
But at least it's,
The color,
That was chosen by you.
And while I did,
I did,
I wanted to go blue,
My hair,
Is still hair.
That was touched by you.
YOU ARE READING
forevermore [poetry]
PoetrySometimes You have to close your eyes And pretend you're alright To fully understand the meaning of sadness -Me 2020 End Best Rankings have gotten: #1 in Rhyme #2 in Prose #3 in Poetry #13 in Poetrycollection
My hair touched by you
Well my hair,
My hair,
May be a soft faded blue,
But at least it's,
The color,
That was chosen by you.
And while I did,
I did,
I wanted to go blue,
My hair,
Is still hair.
That was touched by you.
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