Blue

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Parallelism and Chiasmus

 

I am blue, blue is what I am.

I cry blue tears, tears of blue.
Why is my heart so dark;
Day so, so bright?

O! I cannot bear the sunshine, light is blind to me!
I am blue as the ocean, day is yellow as the sun.
Yet I run, run far as I can!

For I am blue, blue is what I am.

Hide in a closet, a closet dark and bleak –
Where I can breathe freely
Without suffocating sun rays blinding me.

For I am blue, blue is what I am.