Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Perpetrator Victim

The perpetrator had victim written all over him. The rage in his eyes reflected a distant wounded child. The wanton abandonment of his fury might have been the passionate beauty of a better man; yes, passionate beauty, never beheld within the facade of impotent masculinity and only revealed for this man in the discourse of his truth; perhaps not what he'd become, rather a lingering fragment of his hope.

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