Mood Swings

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I wake up in a haze.
Then I look to my side
Touch him,
Whispered, "Frank."

I shake him
Crying
I repeat "I'm sorry"'s and "I don't know what got into me"'s.

He opens his inhuman eyes
Hangs onto my waist.
I peck his forehead, "I'll be okay."

He looks up, "but what if it happens again? And you actually die?"
"Frank I won't."

And I really won't
Because I'm not broken
Yet.

But Frank gives me a smirk,
"I'm gonna find what you're taking, and I'm gonna get rid of it.
Gerard, I promise this."

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