Sugar Colored Words
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- Voti 29
- Parti 8
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Ultima pubblicazione mer, apr 29, 2020
"I'm not a painter nor a writer," he boomed with integrity.
He doesn't love art as much as I do.
His heart isn't made to deliver appreciation of aesthetic in everything... but how come that he is adept at colliding words with colors?
"Yes, you aren't. But that doesn't mean that you are not capable of breaking hearts."
And my bad is, I always fall for arts.
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words don't write themselves Instead, they grow and bloom in the minds of us all
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