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Nov 2018
Beauty
when you speak,
colors drop from
your lips.
when i first met
you, my world
was so bright.
i think you
blinded me.
now all i can see
is black
and the world
isn’t beautiful
anymore
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       Melissa Rose, aury, Ann, hannashe, Reach the light and 24 others
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