He was a puzzle of a thousand pieces
stained in vermillionAnd no matter how hard she tried
she couldn't see past the vivid cerise dirtying his soulHe would never be clean, even if she stuck around to try and cleanse him with her tears and love
It would never be enough.
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Poems & Such (smut/fluff)
De TodoAll characters are mine// Mainly romantic <3 <3 <3