Miah is the girl I was:
And in a way I envy her.
She only felt artificial pain
That the character creator gave her.
Ben is the one who was my friend,
But who showed his true colors later
When I needed him most, he left me alone
As a character, he was barely even hated.
Connor, well, his story's not told
While I'm still reeling from his counterpart's words
I plan to write it soon, and then
I will spare her no allegorical hurt.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
Miah is the girl I was:
And in a way I envy her.
She only felt artificial pain
That the character creator gave her.
Ben is the one who was my friend,
But who showed his true colors later
When I needed him most, he left me alone
As a character, he was barely even hated.
Connor, well, his story's not told
While I'm still reeling from his counterpart's words
I plan to write it soon, and then
I will spare her no allegorical hurt.
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