The world seemed to get less colorful
The longer my heart ached for you.
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PoetryMy mind spills Like ink across this blank journal Bringing all these unsaid words and thoughts Into existence For you. -spilled ink •••••••• WARNING: there is some sensitive content in this book. Please do not read if you would not like to see suc...
Loss of Color
The world seemed to get less colorful
The longer my heart ached for you.
