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  • WHITE.

    Every colors you turned to, you faded to,was once, WHITE. 

  • A silent enigma.
  • what is it that I feel IF anything at all?
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    I was strong because I was trying to be.
  •  like those mannequins in the mall,these eyes keep stare without a blink.
    This dream is hollow .
  • Exit to my existence is from where I enter.
  •  I've cried my eyes till I drenched to bones. 
  • We all are lunatic here,
     devastated by the beautiful things
     we try to make them, ours.