September 16, 2020, 14 days after the accident
who is the boy i see when i stand in front of the mirror
i cant see anymore
i cant see myself
i dont know myself
i dont know anyone
who is the strange boy living in this house with me
i dont know him
i dont see him
why does he know me
i dont know him
you ask me to kill this boy i do not know
as you wish
my love
he lays on the floor, eyes pleading
while the light drains from his eyes
and his face pales
and i stoop over him
i dont know this boy
yet i cant help but feel something
as he slowly fades away
my hands around his neck
against the floor
why do i feel this way?
i dont know this boy
surely he doesnt know me
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i hope you're happy. •[Skephalo Short Story]• {COMPLETED!}
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