Used, confused,
her soul's spectrum,
painted in tragic hues
of yesterday's newspaper:
Melancholic black, and
washed-out white.
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i really love the words that you used for this it creates such imnagery in my mind well done my dark companion


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i like what you created for this picture. so very sad yet a familiar feeling expressed here in your writing as if you once knew my story of years before now anyhow i like it and good luck


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OO I like it. Wonderful imagrey





