A Man With No Face

I’ve always been afraid of faceless faces when I was younger or even those face images that have no eyes – basically covered with skin either stitched brutally or acid was thrown on the face and the eyelids melted to the skin or whatsoever.

Last weekend, while I was busy trying to find myself and my brain was secreting too much hormones and creativity, overflowing chemicals rushed through my body. It was the happiest and most uplifting moment of my recent years on earth but there were was a glance of this image in front of me while the darkness enveloped my capacity.

Until today, it haunts me. When I close my eyes while walking, I still see it in my vivid dreams and worse is I feel him/her as if they were as real. Please be gone, please?

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