Gone
I am feeling black and am thinking black. I might see colors other than the dark. but the people keep covering it with a rag. my eye craves colour but my heart craves u. he's gone atleast that's what they are saying I refuse to believe . he promised me that he would be at my wedding he was the most honest person I know but he lied this time, it's okay grandpa I won't mind as long as you ask for my forgiveness now get up. pls
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