Of course, you weren't the only occurrence, you were just the most memorable. Brown Eyes could trump the darkness mixed from our interactions, but the amarillo fueled our fade: our fall.
Brown Eyes wasn't like you, they were just as ordinary as the ground we walk on. In that instance, no stone is the same, but resemblance takes larger steps.
"You are evil. Such a terrible evil, thank god. Mierda, rot."
The color was not brown in this example. I don't think any color could match the infectious disease they spread to you. Respect, something in which I give with ease, the first color to fade. The first domino. Intriguing, the effect each symbol can impress upon the mind, the way we perceive our own vision.
I suppose the tragedy of this story was belittling to the intriguing moral concluding.
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Poetry[COMPLETED] Lonnie has been through several life-changing events. The most impactful is the death of their abuelita and the loss of someone close to them as they came out as non-binary. They have struggled with coming to terms with these two facts...
