Blue love
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- Parts 2
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sun, May 31, 2020
Everything was blue his pills his hands his jeans and now am covered in the colors pulled apart at the seams.
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skatemaloley
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My heart begins to race. My lungs tighten as the walls seem to close in on me. Their staring eyes stab through my muscles as I turn stiff. Then I realize it. My mind and eyes looking for an escape. I want to run away. I want to leave. I suddenly feel trapped. For the first time, his blue eyes do not create that comfort mg heart yearned for all these years. They're the same icy coldness I saw in my father when he left. "I'm sorry. I...I can't." Run. Run just like he did to you. Break him just like he did to you. I should've known it's what I know best.
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