That's right. I'm an idiot, a complete moron whose stupidity knows no limits. My decisions are based on what I feel in my heart rather than what I know to be the better choice. Yes, I'm a complete dunce.
I ask you, my friends, to never let me talk about Frank again. Or even ... him. Never again. I'm an idiot, I know this already. I may see him often, but, look at this...
*Opens up his chest and points to the chasm inside.*
Empty. There's nothing for him in there at all. He or anyone else, for that matter... I'm just a desolate and empty, hollow place inside.
*Listens carefully.* Wait, wait... do you hear that...? It sounds like... No. It can't be...
*Looks into his chest and the faint outline of a heart can be seen, and a struggling, faint heartbeat echoes in the abyss.*
Impossible... No way. Impossible. It was gone! Dead and gone for good! How could it have returned...?
 Bleeding Apocalypse · Sun Apr 17, 2005 @ 03:35pm · 2 Comments |
