Fawful grinned.
I could go off the deep end,
He looked at Midbus and Star.
His eyes, under his tinted glasses, brimmed with red.
I could kill all my best friends.
He adjusted his cloak, the blue returning to normal.
I could follow those stylish trends,
He held his head, as his eyes turned deep red.
But God knows I could make amends.
He yelled. "FURY!" Sparking fear into the others eyes.
But I've got an angry heart,
Star held his arms, and removed his glasses. "Your eyes…"
"WHAT ABOUT MY EYES?!"
"They're..red."
"What?"
Filled with cancers and poppy tarts,
They went back to blue and dull red,
And if this is how you folks make art,
She gave him his glasses back, and he slid them on. Falling into a hug.
It's fucking depressing
Dimentio teleported away. So the bean had temperment issues.
And it's sad to know, that we are not alone
Fawful closed his eyes, and let them all voice their concerns, but gave no confirmations.
And it's sad to know there's no honest way out.
