Unrequited love

Panting with one hand in his pants and the other covering his eye's holding back the tears... She walks past her _____, she smiles unaware of the disease it brings to his tortured soul... He bites his tongue hoping no-one can hear his pitiful whimpering knowing boys shouldn't cry... She thinks of him every now and then wondering what's behind his sad eyes, tells her self it doesn't concern her... He can control him self no longer cum sprays the inside of his pants and he can no longer control the tears... They found her in the Tyne, he'd bashed in her head... They found him in his cupboard her name on his arm.

William J. Rimbaud.