The Color Deaf

The Color Deaf

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A story about two, whose only way to communicate was touch. Marsia enjoyed letting someone with stained canvases and thick brushes draw in front of her in silence, even though the two of them weren't 'good' when it came to colors. He'd color the grass dark red, and the flowers an un-lively shade of green. . He taught her to live it all wrong, and perhaps she'll love it.
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Pain can be felt in an infinite number of forms. It is felt when it is inflicted on you but sometimes you also feel it when you inflict it on others. All the colors of the rainbow bleed through the paper and cross the lines of the coloring book. He crossed the lines I drew again and again. I worked hard to breathe life into my days and fill them with color until he came in splattering paint everywhere. I don't know what to do. I don't want to hurt him because in doing so, I not only hurt myself but I feel a part of my soul leaving my body. And I blame him. I stand in the center of the page and watch the colors bleed through. I see his footsteps in red, orange, yellow . . . I watched the pages rip as I let my life fall apart. All because of him. Credit to @iampillowbunny707 for this synopsis.

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