He hides his deep scars under a black hood. I'd change his whole life if only I could. Why is his heart filled with so much hate? He's high and he's drunk and he can't see straight. He wants the world to see it his way. He stands alone waiting for his day. Why can't he see he's blind and he's dumb? Can't he see his day will never come? He sees no point to life anymore. No one to love, no one to adore. Why am I falling for this madman. I'll change his mind, I know that I can.
Reason for writing:
My own personal reason that I wish not to talk about.
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