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He had plenty of friends.

Before juvie.

Juvie change him, he became hotter, he got colder and was quieter.

He had that thing in his eyes, that look that could kill.

He killed me.

When I came to say hey to him with my new look. Hoping to impress him after putting all that hard work for him.

He gave me that look that inside my head killed me.

I remember the word he said.

I felt the universe inside my head that day. I felt the pancake I ate this morning coming back.

It was all a blur actually. One second I was smiling flirting.

Laughing .

The next.

I was sad

looking down.

At his shoe.

Nike to be specific.

I mean have you see him.

He got taller. His dirty blond hair fell loosely on his forehead, his deep chocolate eyes radiate hate on them.

Pure fucking hate.

He never smiles since that day. Or lay an eye on me.

I remember his words.

The one that causes me to break.

I didn't get to the throne, so I can't get the Rose.

This time he didn't paint them.

This time jury shows his true color.

Washing the red away.

It shows Ecstasy will self.



This time the Rose was black.

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