Eyes.

We've all had it, and some of us are letting it slip so tenderly out of their fingers; they've missed the flickering light of the human torch that burned itself from both ends, molten remains of himself trickling on the ground below.

Hush children, don't say a word. Madness strikes heroes, too.
But I am not a hero. I'm a boy who just happened to be in the way and got pushed under that bright sign of 'Heroesvilles. I was a visitor, not a citizen. I am human.

How else I could love you all?
Heroes don't love, they save. And the only one I saved was this train wreck of a human Gerard Way. Do you know him?

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