Woman....
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My pain in color.
My pain is white. Searing. So bright it burns through my soul. It leavs scars that
distroy all feeling. Emptyness and agony are its gifts, conpanions during my captivity.
My pain is blue. Blue like the depths of the sea. Pressure and darkness all around, and yet through that blue, I dimly see those I love... Read more