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Our Colorless Concert by _-iforgotmyname-_
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Our Colorless Concertby Do I know you?
Being looked down upon, she could feel the glares drilling into the back of her head. She couldn't help it. No matter how much she tried, memories never can truly fade...
That Bullet Has My Name On It by Cool782
#2
That Bullet Has My Name On Itby sienna
Strange Place and having no memory at all. The pieces you do have are blurry and make no sense. I look around me at the strange faces and look around at the strange plac...