2.6.17
Dear person on my left, athul36
You have the saddest eyes I've ever known.
And they remind me of everything grey.
From storm clouds to the war balloons, they seem to hold so much yet so less.
Not entirely dark-sided, but not close enough to the light.
What broke you so bad?
What makes you sit in the silence of your self-torment, with shoulders hunched like the world is pushing down on you?
I wish someone made you smile again.
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