I wrote this way back in 04 and I was looking through my old diary I rember I hated it when I wrote it, but I kinda like it now tell me what you think.
I see him there staring, blinking. So much to tell with little way. I call out, run close, but I find him hallow, alone. He may have once said something in long times past, but now he sits, stares. For he was never really there and now he's gone, forever alone, dead. Better that way, no more fear.
Any comments or anything are fine it was so long ago a barely rember writing it xd
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