justice or to love.
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red is my favorite color
black is the color of my world, full of anger, hatreds ..loneliness. full of darkness
white is the color I hate, but I loved at the same time.
gray can describe my emotion.
bat is my pet. like the bat, I hate the light.
cold is my expression.
love is the thing that don't exist in my vocabulary
revenge is what I've been longing on.
I dont kill people..but I can make them suffer
justice....is what I want.
and I, Devin marie smith will get what I want.
-Devin
will she ever forgive? will she ever find the thing that she want? will she ever love? what if she wont get what she want because of love? what will she chose? the justice or to love?
find out the answer! come on and lets read devins life!
-smho
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