Messy brunette hair and eyes filled with a foreign glimmer filled Sam's mind, his mind begging him not to get up. His heart fluttered and it scared Sam, the boy with bruises was in his dreams. The bruises were painted, left to dry on his skin after having a paint war.
No tears, no pain, only happiness. The artist and his artwork. If only he didn't have to wake up. Wanting to dream just a little bit longer.
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Paint *Solby*
FanfictionA broken boy who pictures himself as a canvas A struggling artist who has lost inspiration Trigger Warning, intense scenes with description of abuse and violence. Read at your own risk.
