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Created on 2007-08-26 20:43:59 (#13683116), last updated 2008-11-27
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Basic Info| Name: | Kiyoharu |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 10-30 |
BioDisclaimer: This jouranl is for entertainment purposes only, it is in no way related to the real musician.
Name: Mori Kiyoharu
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Function: Patient
Room: 322
Disorder(s): Neurasthenia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome
Supposedly, he was told, that he came from a well family. Supposedly, he was told, that he would have grown up well. Supposedly, he was told, that he could have had a loving family and a normal life. Supposedly, perhaps, maybe... eventually fading away with time, leaving nothing but the broken, the could-have-been, the reality. And of course, a burnt down house, a dead family and him being the only survivor.
Didn't all stories go like such?
And then he would move on, with this horrid and tragic past as motivation to push forward, to strive, to be someone great. And the story would end with a happily ever after. A happiness that could be obtained from a lover, friends, and a new family.
But surely, life was no story.
And when the house burnt down, when the family died, Kiyoharu was the only survivor.
He did not go on with that little fact as motivation, he had no one to share his tragic story. His relatives all closed those doors in his face way too quickly for his liking. Fine, he understood, comprehend, got it that no one wanted him around. And so he would quietly wander the streets at the age of 10. No problem, he totally knew what he was doing, that's why he would get beat up every so often, dug through garbage until he was malnutrished and looked like a walking skeleton, and that's why he would look at this word with eyes veiled with the darkest shade of grey.
Mixed in with the wrong crowd -or perhaps the right one, as ironic as it may be-, the highly superstitious and uneducated members -suprisingly- somehow figured out -eventually- the right place for him. Catatonic with the heaviest veil of lethargy, ever sleep deprived with the lightest touch of waking from a plane differing this mundane world, Kiyoharu may appear to be the easiest victim of socialization.
Ah, but looks
Light blond hair
Lazy eyes
Slender -no, scratch that out
slender overly thin body frame
are most deceiving after all.
Do we really need to talk about the scars on his body? The threats? The piercing eyes and the temper that can even rival... well... certainly no one's quite had a temper like his.
But in the end, whether wanting to or not, he only just needs...
Shhhh, those words should never be spoken aloud...
Name: Mori Kiyoharu
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Function: Patient
Room: 322
Disorder(s): Neurasthenia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome
Supposedly, he was told, that he came from a well family. Supposedly, he was told, that he would have grown up well. Supposedly, he was told, that he could have had a loving family and a normal life. Supposedly, perhaps, maybe... eventually fading away with time, leaving nothing but the broken, the could-have-been, the reality. And of course, a burnt down house, a dead family and him being the only survivor.
Didn't all stories go like such?
And then he would move on, with this horrid and tragic past as motivation to push forward, to strive, to be someone great. And the story would end with a happily ever after. A happiness that could be obtained from a lover, friends, and a new family.
But surely, life was no story.
And when the house burnt down, when the family died, Kiyoharu was the only survivor.
He did not go on with that little fact as motivation, he had no one to share his tragic story. His relatives all closed those doors in his face way too quickly for his liking. Fine, he understood, comprehend, got it that no one wanted him around. And so he would quietly wander the streets at the age of 10. No problem, he totally knew what he was doing, that's why he would get beat up every so often, dug through garbage until he was malnutrished and looked like a walking skeleton, and that's why he would look at this word with eyes veiled with the darkest shade of grey.
Mixed in with the wrong crowd -or perhaps the right one, as ironic as it may be-, the highly superstitious and uneducated members -suprisingly- somehow figured out -eventually- the right place for him. Catatonic with the heaviest veil of lethargy, ever sleep deprived with the lightest touch of waking from a plane differing this mundane world, Kiyoharu may appear to be the easiest victim of socialization.
Ah, but looks
Light blond hair
Lazy eyes
Slender -no, scratch that out
are most deceiving after all.
Do we really need to talk about the scars on his body? The threats? The piercing eyes and the temper that can even rival... well... certainly no one's quite had a temper like his.
But in the end, whether wanting to or not, he only just needs...
Shhhh, those words should never be spoken aloud...
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