ofthered

Of the Red, Black, And White. It has been such a short time. Since there was us three. With those we had loved dearly. Dancing through the pages Of their story, as mere fiction. If only that where true. I am solely of the Red. He adorned the Black. Loved by the White. We are the unwanted, forgotten, their despair. The foolish ones who believed in hope. The ones who thought they knew happiness. Only he is important to me now. For there is no one else. Those who have cast us aside from doubt. They do not exist to me. Their Weakness, I will not catch. for I am captured with obsession. That dark hole has consumed them My dea