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Nov 2018
The colours I loved
fading, further and farther from my spirit
On the tine of my reach


Looking to the benevolence,
The dancing colours of emotion,
the dreams in the wake of sorrow


The colours of my soul stolen
In this river of abyss, of loneliness
the darkness shrouds our being
Idk just in the feels
Written by
Rory Eric
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   Edmund black
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