i knew.
black was a color not of love but of despair pain and a color in which i drenched after i met you despite wearing a tangerine dress and a white pearl around my neck.
darkness and despair.
not love but death.
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black love ; jjk ✓
Misterio / Suspensois black a colour of love or despair? © valerie | penbangtan | 2019
