The photographer with blue and green eyes

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She was entrancing. Full, Soft pale pink lips. Solid smooth hands that I had taken into mine. her eyes. one blue and one green full of emotion. Not only that but her name. Taj. Her name rolled of so deathly sweet I'd suffocate
Not only her looks but her personality was sweet and loving, outgoing.
She deserves better than me... but she still insists on staying. But I don't mind.
for all I care she, can stay forever.

(⌐■_■)(⌐■_■)(⌐■_■)(⌐■_■)(⌐■_■)
Idk imma see how this goes if it goes well I'll continue it YEEEEE

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