A poem fic I got out of a comic I read! I didn't rally copy the story, but I did look at the pictures a lot and got and idea of what to write. Pictures say a thousand words and that I understand.
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My... Eyes?
It's so dark...?
Why?
My eyes are open, but I can not see.
Am I... Blind?
Why... don't I feel... sad?
Did I wish for this?
I don't understand, but I think I wished for this to happen.
I was scared, lonely, desperate, and I needed an alternative to get over the fact that he loves me.
I love him too, but I never taught him how to love.
How must I know if his love is real and not only lust?
I will never understand so why must I be put through this torturous betrayal of the one I loved and nurtured for so long.
I wanted it gone.
My sight.
No, I wished for it to never return,Because that is what 'he' promised.
He as in my other half... Arthur.
He promised that if I were to wish for it then he will grant it.
This is what I wished.
I wanted this.
And I don't feel bad about it ether.
I'm sorry America, but I've lost my sight, and I will never get it back.
I have given up.
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