I can't be your fucking hero


It's just a grey mist left of what once was a multi colored dream. 
I'm standing on the outside looking in, while the characters in my movie slowly dies one by one.

This must be a joke.
I can't be your fucking hero. 

I try to scream into the thick darkness, but I'm set on eternal mute. 
The black trees surrounds my mind and keeps me from reaching the light you should provide.

The silence is deafening.
I can't be your fucking hero.



L.Blixt

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