prologue

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Smokey skies. All gray. Everything was gray. No opinion or color. Nothing. The rainbow has long faded and the rain only poured harder, as did the tears. Red was all I could see. It's all that mattered. The only color keeping me sane. I craved for the attention of the beautiful color. Always dripping off my pale wrists. It kept me sane.


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