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The stare.... Melodramatic, as if choreographed. but real. Glazed eyes, random hair, curved eyebrows. Unanswered injustice. betrayal from god. The stare.... Piercing and unemotional. But far from unfelt. Queries, fears, love. Fades into a disolved nothing. why. The stare.... Invisible gritted teeth. An animalistic hatred. A rageful muscle. Through the strings of black. The stare can be felt. And shudders response in fear. Here is a soul with nothing to lose. |
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