Yuki's Puzzle It was late when Shuichi finished writing his song and Yuki turned his laptop off. Both were tired after that hard day. Shuichi went asleep over the table where he was composing and Yuki was going to the kitchen, to put his tea mug in the washing machine. He saw Shuichi there, sleeping with a smiling and sweet face. His icy blue eyes didn't show anything about that, the smoke over his cigarette was filling that room. Shuichi woke up because of the smell, that known smell.More Like This
_Yuki? - he whispered before he opened his eyes. Yuki didn't say a word, just let him sleeping there and went to his bedroom. Shuichi continued his uncomfortable sleep for some minutes, almost half an hour, so he felt his face and backs hurting.
He raised from the chair, reading his song again. He thought it was cool, so he put it on an envelop and threw it under the locked do
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When did it get this bad?
When did things go wrong?
When did I start hurting myself?
When will I be strong?
When all the pain stop?
When will life get back on track?
When will teh world accept as I am?
When will life get easy?
Well, too bad...it can't.