A singular tear escaped his eye, but alas not a tear of sadness.
Little do they know it was his final tear, his last emotion.
A new version arises so familiar, yet a stranger to himself.
The new shell gets me through my day , while inside I ache… so quietly not wake the attention that awaits..
About the Creator
Tyler M McGuire
Growing up in Oceanside, Tyler began documenting his experiences through writing. He eventually decided to publish his works, His writing style often captures the essence of teenage angst mixed with undertones of more serious topics.
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