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I look up at him
with the same solemn expression
I always have.
I wanted so badly to glare at him.
I wanted so badly to growl at him.
I wanted to shoo him off,
to cuss him out,
to be-
or at least sound-
sarcastic,
but all I could do was express
one of the few words in my immense
verbal vocabulary
in my same
depressing,
silent,
quiver
of a tone.
"Fine."
SilentButDeadening,
Karmin Blackheart