He tried his best. Why did he have to feel the pain of losing himself? He wanted to be the best. The best there ever was.
๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐ ๐ต๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐
๐พ๐น๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐พ๐๐ท๐๐น ๐๐
๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐๐๐
But then she came along and made it all the worse. She made the venom work, and that caused his downfall. He cant even look into the mirror now. He fears his reflection.
๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ถ๐พ๐ ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐ถ๐๐ฝ๐๐น ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐
๐พ๐น๐๐ ๐๐๐
Despite all the pain, all the sorrow, all the frustration, and anger. Despite all of it, all it took was the intimidating and ghastly words of a single gentleman. His shoes clicking on the hard rock as he stepped closer. He was cold, but still made him feel warm.
๐ช๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐น ๐น๐๐พ๐๐น ๐๐
๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ถ๐พ๐
He wanted to be more, for him. He didn't know why he felt like this, but just the thought of him made him smile. He smiled. He worked as he smiled. Why is he smiling? Was it because of him? Why would it be, he's just a man with a smile carved into his pale skin.
๐๐๐น ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐ ๐ต๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐
๐พ๐น๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐พ๐๐ท๐๐น ๐๐
๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐พ๐