Caught in a world of wrong intentions she trips over a man next to the curb reading an outdated paper about a war that never ceased. She tries to tell him it’s no longer true gives up right after he kisses her. The next day she believes the news too rolls up her truths and follows him to an alley where everyone lies dead. She curls up beside them knows nothing about the fact that his war was never hers at all. Against the curb he lies waiting for another victim to trip across his graceless world. In the alley, bodies steam into a cold April morning. |
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