when his colors started to fade and everything became gray, i thought to be the palette with hues that would replace. your heartbeat was my lullaby when my favourite song ended and your words were the lyrics to feelings that were left unspoken. i always thought to trade my soul if yours was to burn in hell or be the wings if you fell from heaven. my life was to be yours, your grace, your lifeline— i thought i had found the tints to complete the painting you called your life. but as true colours show, and shades are revealed, it's easy to believe that the devil was once an angel.
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hue | min yoongi
Fanfictioni looked at myself as his favourite colour, the colour that completed the painting he called his life. but, it seems, i was no longer his favourite anymore. [slow updates] - all rights reserved. taedddybear 2017
