He told me everything would be alright.
"If you think you need to leave then go, but know I won't tell him the truth."
I knew he would tell him a lie. He would tell him I left, maybe because of the desert, maybe because of the enemy, but not because I wanted to protect them.
"Then, tell him I won't come back." It was the last thing I said to what little family I had.
I left with the red vintage mask and my gun.
I knew I wouldn't come back, at least...
I thought I knew.
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Sing it for the World (MCR)
FanfictionThey sang it. They died for it. A boy lived. Now it is up to the rest of the killjoys to avenge the Fabulous Killjoys and redeem what is left of the broken society Better Living has made.
