"There was a small yet lingering feeling somewhere deep inside of my empty chest that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. It was as if the seed of a water lily had just buried itself in the bottom of a lake and was patiently waiting for the moment where it would raise its bud from the sand and make its way up to the surface. " Frank Iero has lived his entire life in silence and suffering through a choking loneliness has become his reality, but who can really blame him? For the fifteen year old is constantly haunted by the aftermath of social phobia and the unbroken urge that is longing for self destruct. The only element that seems to have the ability to cast a slight glimpse of light over Frank's nothing but miserable life, is turning his endless pain into tragically beautiful melodies that echoes through his parents garage late at night. He loathes his own guts more than words will ever be capable of describing and is awfully convinced that he is doomed to live a life of desolation, unless he puts a tragic end to it. But when a certain teacher with fiery red hair and hazel green eyes, regardless of society's rules starts to break through the walls that he has subconsciously built up, will Frank's fatal beliefs then start to fade out, or is he simply a lost cause? And what do you do when your savior isn't allowed to save you?
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