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May 2018
she was the maker, he was her muse
a creative girl with everything to lose

she colored her canvas with her bleeding heart
she loved him and watched her world fall apart

she got her heart broken but kept a blank face
knowing that there are some mistakes you can't erase

she gave up her art, a lover betrayed
her pure white mind turned a darker shade.
And then there were seven.
Written by
adriana  17/F/la
         Sura, Carolina, Luna lunatic, Puck, f e e l i n g s and 225 others
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