Brown Is The Color Of Dirt

majohn2017

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Reads 247
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Parts 14
Time <5 mins

majohn2017

acceptance anger broken eyes growth love mad poetry sad youngadult

I never understood why people don't love looking into brown eyes. They just haven't looked into yours before. 

Poetry, or something like that, of a love story that never really happened.All Rights Reserved

acceptance anger broken eyes growth love mad poetry sad youngadult

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