I wish I'd had a mutant suit who'd wave goodbye to me as I rode away on the bus to school. I wish I'd had a mutant suit to run and play with on those days alone on Logan street. I wish I'd had a mutant suit to talk to in my room before brushing my teeth and going to sleep already dreading the early mourning. I wish I'd had a mutant suit who'd keep me informed of events in reality, to be my link while lost in my fantasies. I wish I'd had a mutant suit to hold me close when no one else would. A suit who sees beauty in embracing emotion, who's tear is a flooding heart in love of loving, yet receiving none. I wish I had a mutant suit who could understand someone coming along to take me, leaving everything behind, where I can fold up my mutant suit, and not needing it any more, put it away.Birth sign: Sagittarius
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