We bleed different colors,
Me blue and you red.
Now all I hold
Is the empty side
Of the bed.
-Ally Paras
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white noise.
PoetryMy poetry book about the three main concepts in my life. 3 Parts: Love, Anxiety, Death.
Ten
We bleed different colors,
Me blue and you red.
Now all I hold
Is the empty side
Of the bed.
-Ally Paras