Broken
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Sun, May 31, 2015
her name was Grey. Grey Bailey . she was undeniably the best thing to ever happen to me. she was the light that guided me through my darkest times . she made the pain simply disappear , until she left, left me. after the incident she was gone and will never come back to me. she seemed so happy until she left . she was the most beautiful thing in the world. she had big bright green eyes . she had white hair, dyed of course but it looked as if it could be natural, she was almost as pale as her hair and i loved it, she carried this innocence that healed all my wounds she knew what was wrong in just one glance , she understood me but i guess i didn't understand her. she was confident and proud. i know she was very self conscious but she knew she was beautiful to me and that was all that mattered.i still see her every day. i go and enjoy her presence although she doesn't know i'm there, maybe she does but i don't care i love her and want her to know it.
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