My Head is Killing me.
And it's not so much the Pain that Hurts.
But the Betrayal.
And my Funeral will be one of Dark Colours,
and Silent Music.
Not Sorrowfully Though.
"He only Sleeps"
Sleep... No. Rest is what I need.
Kryptonian Resurrection at Daylight
Though the Sun is my Kryptonite.
It's a Love-Hate relationship..
I am the Hater.
Though I'm still not a Fighter.
Barely a Lover.
So my Title may be a bit Complex at that Junction.
Or I'm overthinking.
The Betrayal.
Or maybe I Had it Coming.
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