“Claire

mmmm HAH!

Upon the vivid blue
 

Colourful dots collide upon a seat
Her eyes are set into the vivid blue
Green sways to the rhythm of the lifeless beat.
They think they know her, but they have no clue.
 

She is two people, yet she is just one
She knows her future, but lives in the past
The trigger is pulled, her vengeance is done
She would have told him, but he couldn’t last.
 

The flowers shoot and the leafage grows high
Four seasons of hate and love comes again
Maybe this time may her love never die?
Her face is damp, does this have any gain?
 

Fluffy whites separate living it clear
She’s still staring into the vivid blue.

Yeah..

That was a poem I made.

It isn’t about me I just made it up I suppose.