《ELIZABETH WHITLOCK》A woman of a pure heart and a kind soul only seeks to make others happy, even if that means disregarding her own happiness in turn. She wants those around her to feel safe and smile and when her father tells her of the marriage s...
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The ocean has a variation of colours. The fish bring joy, the coral add a gleam but nothing beats the blue. Baby blue, soft blue that can rage into the darkest storm when induced.
The blue catches you, in a shackle of heaven and hell, for me I would never love it for I loathe it and yet I sit quietly and stare. Because that's what I do.
I watch so silently and the blue never blinks away, it remains. It frightens me because I loathe it and yet it's there.
I could never want it.
I could never force it but the innocence and beauty shatters me. In proportion to myself the pureness of the blue doesn't match me.
