Super Powers from Super Powers by Awful Din

Early morning drenched in blood. Now it almost looks like mud. You don’t want to start a fight because I won’t tell you that you’re right, so it won’t be like the way it always was. Ok, that was out of line but I hate what’s on my mind. And I don’t think I can talk to you but I guess I’m (doing/feeling) fine with the sad face that I sell. Don’t you know I wish you well with the stories that I tell to make you smile? Felt us shatter to the core. Fear of what we’re fighting for. When we used to talk for hours I thought you had superpowers, now I feel like I don’t know you anymore. And I know you see right through my lies where the meaning of my word survives. We’re clinging to the bullshit for our lives.

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