Away from the drug filled harsh reality that surrounds every second of my life, here I lay in this ten by four meter bedroom. With only the beautiful fragrance of my brightly burning incense stick to pleasure my already dead senses. The cut on my head seems to be getting larger by the minute. If only I hadn’t tried to stop those boys from mugging that old lady…..but that seems to be my life, a whole bunch of “ if only’s ”. If only I had never met the guy’s who I call my friends, I might be in a descent, honourable job. Instead of sitting on a street corner seven
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