I've missed you with a never ending sorrow, because the moments without you are like flowers with no color.
Still alive, yes, but the beauty has been stripped away.
You are the color to my world.
With you, there is beauty.
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
I've missed you with a never ending sorrow, because the moments without you are like flowers with no color.
Still alive, yes, but the beauty has been stripped away.
You are the color to my world.
With you, there is beauty.
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