Pain . Heart-break . Sorrow.
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Complete Sat, Sep 28, 2013<5 mins
Please Read it and tell me what you think . I wrote this like a few days ago ... Its how I felt or well Feel sort of . Thanks . Oh and This is Dedicated to K ... Also The story is about the color Blue ... Well they're all descriptions of the color blue , but about Love and stuff.
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