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by Emoboy
Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1738265
Don't know how to describe it.
Called a psycho, because he is not like others. Being feared, because he is a man without words. Being loved, because he is not what he seems. Being hated, because he is more afraid of you, than you are of him.

His heart is fragile, but his words harsh. His hands are gentle, but his knuckles course. He cries guilt, but lives innocence. He breeds fear, for he is afraid.

He pushes away with all his might, so that he may weep alone. He wonders why he feels lonesome, yet he knows that he is the only one to blame.He stares at his heart and sees nothing, no one has been allowed to complete him.

He is a psycho, because that is what he wants others to believe, including himself.
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