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An exchange between two friends about, one's feelings for another.

When I was a kid I didn’t understand Didn’t understand many, many things When I was kid I wished to understand ..

Lost, That’s the only truth Trapped, By thousands sound Irons reverberating, nails screaming All I need is for..

You have arrived too late they don’t get it lover boy But you know it’s a cruel world And you gotta make it on your own ..

Tired and betrayed Betrayed by an indifferent world Betrayed by a misconception A misconception posing as reality A reality so lou..

For all the londoners and people who like to get a glimpse of london (a sunday evening).

This is a short story, I wrote last year. Warning: The materials are of a disturbing nature.

I wrote this very short story around two years ago when I was burning with a fever.

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