Its always the same thing over and over again
Its a never ending cycle
It all starts with you and ends with you...no colour just a blank world full of darkness with blood thirsty demons lurking around...
He believed in a place where he would find colour and fill this earth so full of despair with a colour no matter what it took...
He believed in finding a colour and he found just that... at the end of the tunnel a bright light shone and there he saw what he needed and spread the colour all around
Sunbeamxx
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My Journal
RandomHolla amigos so My journal is not really a book as in a story its more of a poem but not really.. Anyway you guys can give it any name you think fits it And it'll be hella helpful if you guys express your likes and dislikes about this book also I'l...
