Such emotionless eyes, even after, still tear with pain.
No emotion.
Only pain.
I hate for what you have done to me.
But I still remember what it was like to be truly happy.
To be truly loved.
Or...
Maybe it was just my imagination.
Till death,
(twisted and distorted are my wings)
I drag my burden onward...

 
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