His father forced him out the door. Called him the biggest disgrace on the eastern shore. He turned back adn asked (his heart feeling sore) "don't you love me anymore?" Like starving dogs, his enemies tore him apart in the street. A hungry mob, eating a long awaiting piece of meat. He would be alone for a while. waiting to be looked at in some other way. Besides being only seen as a walking sin. For he could come back only then.Birth sign: Taurus
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