The Kindness Of A Stranger.
And Impeccable Timing.
I Will Always Be A Dreamer.
I'd Rather Have My head In The Clouds.
Then Face This Unnecessary Reality.
'The Truth Will Shine Through'.
That's What They Say, Right?
It Won't If You Paint It Black And Manipulate it.
Then It Becomes All You Speak.
Poison.
There's Something Haunting But Almost Charming About Canterbury At Night.
The Quiet, The Light.
The Only Sound Is Your Footsteps.
Calm And Collected.
My Stupid Shoes Hurt My Feet So Bad.
But I Could Of Walked For Miles.
Just To Think.
I'll Never Have Us.
I'm Dreaming To Think I Will.
This Is Where Thoughts Become The Feeling Of Your Head.
Crashing Back To This Harsh Reality.
Being Alone Too Long.
Makes You Think Too Much.
Where Are You Hiding?
Give Me A Clue Atleast.
This All Feels Soo One Sided.
Nathaniel George.
Those Awful Kids Still Pick On Him.
But On Thursday He Won A Volcano Competition At His School.
We All Chipped In.
And They Still Bully Him.
But The Smile On His Face When He Came Home.
Was Brilliant.
Proud Is An Understatement.
But Happy Is More Suitable.
Even A Master Criminal Couldn't Have Stolen That Smile.
I Dare Go On.
For Fear Of Repeating Myself.
Tomorrow Will Probably A Most Excellent Day.
Old Films And Drawing With Nathan.
Perfect. xXx
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