Ronin notices my gaze,
and I quickly look away
to head to the cafeteria.
I feel like a clown wearing
a black mask—someone
cloaked in mystery.
I don’t seem interesting at
all until I’m the butt of the
joke in front of the whole
crowd.
I’m a laughingstalk, a black
clown who’s intentions
are unknown.
Soon, everything will be
revealed.
I will become invincible,
pushed to the brink of
something inevitable.
I can’t help this
D~E~S~I~R~E.
ITS MY
D – dramatical
E – exciting
S – sinful
I – involuntary
R – rigorous
E – ending
It’s going to be so
lovely.
This clown will finally
remove her black
mask and in doing
so,
behold the beauty of
life as it is truly meant
to be.
Ronin feels the
same way about
this as well.
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