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Colorful stuff i guess
Passion burning bright,
Red embers in your eyes,
Flames of crimson,
Tears of sapphire,
The pain cuts so deeply,
Piercing into my flesh,
Why do you have to hurt me,
And break this heart of mine?
Slit my veins so I can bleed,
And dispose of this blood,
So dependent upon you.
You are my own survival,
My only reason to live
im a freand of sara's and im going through all the untitleds and trying to give them names
she told me i could
beutiful stones