Absolutely floored—
and blank stares and margins
on white paper seem darker
than January, when I thought I would never see myself again.
wondering...
why we're so worried,
why we're so wary,
why we're so...
wide-open in the worst of times
and frightened, timid creatures in the best.
my brain is numb,
but my heart's still full,
and i am just looking forward to seeing you.
always villain until proven prince.
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