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From the jump I was in love, Dark I confess

I would've never thought, lie
I thought wrongly alright
That putting green and yellow in to my mouth and body would make Dark want my shades of Ivory
Blue came into my life slowly, just always being intrigued by me
Dark didn't care my knight and shining armour didn't fright or protect
Dark grew hating Ivory
Blue trying to make trauma into triumph
Losing my shine darkness became my soul
While Blue proceeded to be elegantly cold
Blue hurt me
But Darkness broke me

 
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