Blue is the Color of Wordless Grief
created by @Four
owned by @Four
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I say, "Friend, pour your heart out to me" but the only thing a man of my stature can afford to pour is liquor into an empty glass. Men tell tales, and liquor drowns sombre reflections.
I am the harbinger of sunshine in your life so you never have to look into the dimness of mine. I insist, "Friend, tell me your needs" for yours are far simpler than mine.
This uncomplicated thing you call life is a mockery of my very being. See, Grief is a wordless thing, and I've chosen to wander into the blue.
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