The dark sky approaches signaling curfew, but this lad didnt care all he cared about was to run away.
The rain pouring down on his face, his arms...numb to the cold.
He walks contemplating in his lonleyness, "so...this is what if feels like" he ponders among himself step bye step getting colder by the minute, the clouds gather together to form God's tears, the rain makes the puddles bigger and deeper.
TO BE CONTINUED....
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mechanic is my day job, Dj and drumming is my pass time