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A blue dog
You looked cold
Still but definitely not emotionless
Frozen sorrow on your face
Could not help but believe
You wanted some safety
Or so I thought
Now I know better
You like chasing bad decisions
I some how believe I can fix the broken
But I been far to high on my own depression
Stupid dog, if you wanted in the door was open
Now your so blue that you would think the tribe cast you out.
