Un Awares
Running from himself and leaving a path of broken hearts and exploding memories he saw himself as dead. Look at my hopeless eyes. I want normal back. Is that really me on the TV? I just want some pancakes. A shower. DO you see me? Do I see you? Do I see your pain? Your world? Your hope? Here, take some of mine. Eyes meet mine and sees my soul. Comfort. Resolve. Sorrow for my actions. The scar will remain deep. I refuse to be comforted. An angel visited me. I am a man. Of sorrows.
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I want normal back. And then I will despise it.
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