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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required On my third year high I decided withdrew inside a room, I locked myself, an insistent knocked, it was a friend, what happen to yah man, what, I said impatiently, he went inside and sat, we have party tonight, I just inquired where are you, and they said you were here, I don't drink, that's ok! look, that's my word before, he wore those nirvana shirt, and silver buckle necklace, skin head, and an over size black glass, he flipped his sleeve, I noticed a red rose tattoo, red blood fell from the stem, what is that, he inquired, lit a cig and banged his head, he looked in a ceiling and closed his eye, what are you doing, I'm remembering a song on my head, we didn't seen you in a while, am started reading, tired of fooling around, Noli Me Tangere, we are the hope of our future, read and closed my door, that's my new hobby, art? he sniffed and blow an 'o' ring, he laughed heartily and sang, nothing else matter, da, da, tada, humm..humm.. oh! come on Nick! I said angrily, he strung an invisible guitar, son of.. haha, he bellows, ok! ok! just stop! am not used you cursing, you looked pale, why he flicked his cig outside, its red bud, its red bud, ok gotta go, at night I walked into the dusty road, I worn a white shirt and indigo blue jean, few young men were holding beer cans, and they snarled, hissed at me, I noticed a boy tried to show me a knife, I saw his rib cage with a silver thing tooting, brown bag, sniffed in a dark alley, I chuckled and spat on the side, his eyes were wild with hatred, I throwed a peace sign, then he rolled his eyes up, lend his head on the wall, finally I reached Nick house, I sneaked myself in a dark inlet, I smelled a rancid foul air, I heared Nick voice, I stayed on the door, I can't do it, I can't do it, I then decided to, abandoned these little misadventure, when I walked five step away I heared him, where are you going, get inside, look, I had things to do, maybe next time, damn! he said audibly, ok! ok! its ok man, we're cool man, ok? I walked away, as fast as I could, some naked kids asking for alm, hope, are we really the hope, inside me there was this brawl, when I reached my room, I opened the book, I saw a man look like Nick and, the boys in the dark sniffing solvent, why that man was so sure, why he easily gave up his life for us, maybe we aren't, maybe it meant on the coming generation, I played the cassette tape, Dong Abay sung the sandal, I look outside the window, I hummed, till I gone in a deep sleep.
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