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Black

by Amethistno

Is the darkest of all The least appreciated when it comes To painting walls No one likes it when it comes to Painting walls because The ambiance is deadly, they say But these days, why is it loved? Maybe because of fashion? Or they can relate to the feeling? The feeling of death
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Jul 18, 2015
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