mattedshaw
I couldn't help but be a part of this, everyone now was, as they all stood there and looked down upon him, judgmental eyes, only I knew who he truely was, he was more than just the beast they painted him out to be, he was my father and he did every last action, for me, for us, for the family.
It hit me harder than anything before, the words were punctuated with fists straight to my face, how could he do this to us? how could he just leave with these few words? how can he throw this punch?
I felt nothing else in this moment, we held each other in out arms and watched as the cities fell, the sky's crumbled, this was it, we had done it, broken free and shown the world we are alive, we are to be feared.
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