Feeling in: Blue

Deep, dark, mysterious blue.

It haunts us, even as we dream,

in a cycle of routine sadness that

somehow still hurts, even after

the hundredth time.

It is the last color you see before

the sky turns black.

Blue is the ocean.

It is roughly seventy-one percent

of our world, yet it 

still terrifies us.

Blue is our eternal struggle

for happiness personified.

Blue is an eye-color mutation.

Some find it vastly superior,

but it’s still a mutation,

not meant to be.

Not meant to be. 

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