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i used to be eighteen with blue hair

by @tytypesalot

i used to be eighteen with blue hair exuding the pure waters of my heart to the tangled tips of my salt ridden curls by nineteen the colors of my waves were stolen by darkness oil spilling out to leave a story told in the blackest parts of my eyes but like oceans before me the murkiness faded and sunlight began to graze my waters but my heart never flowed quite as strong and the colors no longer touched my curls
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Jul 7, 2020
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#youth#growing#up#closure#progress#healing
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