I stand in the rain
the torrential storm is a subtle downpour
a shadow upon life as it was and will be
holding me down as tremors take over my body.
My mind fights to stay afloat
barely keeping up with the current
a Gameboy in a 3DS case,
the same yet different.
With a stutter my withered body collapses
all fat and muscle whittled down in the wind,
empty skin flapping in the breeze
I'm finally perfect in society's eye.
A paper appears from your window
a message from friends forgotten and enemies empowered
8 1/2 by 11 with a single sentence;
Look in the metaphor to find the truth.
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2/13/13
