Wordwhoring July (II) – Bombay, December 2003 Posted by mentalexotica on October 17, 2005April 7, 2010 I am thinking of a word. A soft, four-letter word That spells love Without ever having to say so. Made up of thirty-one Rainwater-ed days of sunless, Beautiful greys, July. Share:EmailPrintTweetShare on TumblrMorePocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related
part-broken, part-whole 
i discovered the gorgeous, silent, loveliness of grey years ago. in the clammy, hurt, cobbled streets of heartbreak. and it stayed with me. my friend, grey is.
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