Gray eyes sit and stare one vision, backwards. Sit and stre, stare and think trace over the long swirling path over and over and over... the long journey to the cold conclusion of a story
Reason for writing:
Trying to write a story for english class, I watched all of my friends in the library as they searched for inspiration for a story about death.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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