Little troy

by lusiano   Feb 18, 2008


Setting in the distance on top of the world lies a little boy.
a boy no one remembers but his name is little troy.

waiting and watching for someone to get him down the mountain.
tired,hungry and thirsty for a drink out of a drinking fountain.

looking down only to be scared of heights.
staying up days and nights.

if he falls asleep he will fall back and fall from the hill.
he will stay up and fight this with his own well.

now days he is still up there but skeletons and bones.
he died of sudden problems of his hermones.

to the kid on top of the hill.

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