Jape

Rest in peace

When I was younger, I used to draw. It was my escape.

Decided an old pal from the newspaper as a my model, to practice my portrait, a great actor for jape.

"Why him amongst all others?", questions from everywhere, and pride rape.

Only to know the answer few days later, "Because he was about die..", I look at my hands, "I'm not to blame!"

I've always knew I'm different, I thought, and until this day...

The End

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