Passing wind

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The nth coming of the invincible.
An unheard echo.
An insult to societies dolled up order.
The presence of the unwanted hollow.
A shadow when noticed bringing disorder.
The disgust in the eyes that follow.

Passing wind.
An emptiness of dark clouds;
In the eyes of the 'normal' they see.
A far cry from the acceptable.
Shush you shouldn't be noticed
Quietly escape the scene.
This is not fitting
An obscure presence that doesn't fit in.

Excuse me, I'm so sorry, ignore me.
I'm just passing wind
It's all I am
All I will ever be.

*I don't really know why, I guess I just did that, soooooo.....

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