Everyday he lay on the side of the road, crippled and prone to epileptic attacks. The passers-by always gave him the look. It made him feel like filth. Not worth existing in this oh-so-perfectly imperfect world.
But none of it bothered him like his desire.
His desire was a four lettered word called love. Venomous but beautiful.
One day, he found what he desired for.
Love embraced him in the form of death..
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