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Some people fade away, Disappear into the day. I want to lay with my friend, Right until the end. I care more for them than they do for me, Per..

The years go by, More people die. Life still goes on, Old friends are gone. The world can be a cruel place, Time will always go on without us. ..

He stands under the moonlight, Looking up with broad delight. The dark sky reminds him of her, He wonders when they will next occur. He thinks n..

The old man sits on the wet ground. The evening life is very loud. He sits and stares at his pot, Thinking back to the time he was in his cot. N..

An average mans journey of a unusual life

‘Human aggression is instinctual. Humans have not evolved any ritualised aggression-inhibiting mechanisms to ensure the survival of the specie..

Chapter 1 I was born in 1970, in South London. I was born at my home. My parents Robert and Susan Irons, both rather young for having a child, bo..

Chapter 2 I opened my eyes, I was laying in a hospital bed. The crisp, white sheets covering me. I was relaxed and a bit drowsy, my body was warm..

Chapter 3 I woke early the next morning, it was a Saturday, I looked over at my clock and I saw it was 6:30. I towards Nikki and I was slightly sur..

Chapter 4 It happened in 1985 when I had just left school and me and Nikki were soon having our 16th birthday. I think it was a Thursday to my be..