Lost.

alison195645

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Reads 192
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Parts 3
Time <5 mins

alison195645

Mature

The world is grey.
Life is grey.
The room is light,
But all I see is darkness.
It never goes away.
Color is a figure of the imagination.
Everything is a shade. Nothing is of color.
Everything is grey.All Rights Reserved

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