And even in the times when I had given an effort note worthy, I became the fiction. I was just a mere page and I was even note worthy of another corresponding fun. Ostracized from a certain function, I guess in the end it was always what it was meant to be. So screw it.... Let it be the instigator that would lead me to take a few steps back and maybe, despite everything, I'll even succumb to a mere epilogue.
A farewell to the hard cover.... a graphic novel that didn't even see the light.
Screw it.
Right now I'm not the biggest fan of it all.
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