Blue Baby
Your eyes can give you away on hot summer days. I know your sweating when I see your irises turn gray. And your hair can hide everything but the truth. Because the more messed up, the more fucked you are.
Sweet girl, getting lost in such an ugly world. Such a pretty face, such a child's smile.
"...Can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue..."
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