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We came together and created something beautiful, we held each other into the early hours of the morning, providing the only light we would ever need. We were bright, sparking, vibrant. But here I was, cocooned in sorrow, veiled in shattered glass, bruised knuckles, and empty bottles. I let her break her way into my heart with ease, as she left me with no security. I was hopeless, blue. While she was still the same red. The red that I had fallen for, loved, cherished, missed. I wish that our lilac was back. Because we were okay separate, but together we were remarkable. When she walked out, she had taken my skeleton with her. I was nothing but flailing muscle and tissue, she was everything that held me together. And now I was crumbling. I was ripped to shreds, nothing left of me, but blue.
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Ripped At Every Edge (Lynn Gunn)
Romance(DISCONTINUED) Brinley is blue. Her hair. Her cigarettes. Her apartment. Her feelings. Lynn is red. Her guitar. Her passion. Her ambition. Her soul. What happens when they cross paths and change each other forever. Story is marked as mature for l...
