Those Who Fall

Me being ill and using writing as a tool to fight off boredom as I lie in bed and hack my lungs out with coughing. Enough said.

A Latino.

A goth boy.

A pretty girl.

A redhead.

A Romanian.

 An Italian.

How long will it take them to realize that one cannot survive without the other, and many do not fit within their brethren?

The End

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