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Ever since he can remember, David was always the popular boy. His blond hair and green eyes made him an aspiration for the boys and a fantasy for the girls. Far from humble and an extrovert in his own right, he constantly had a band of carefully selected children surrounding him, dying to hear the latest developments of David-Land. David chose the people in his little group himself; people he knew would have too little self-esteem to do nothing else but put him on a pedestal and worship him as if he were an idol. The teachers didn't even know what to make of it: an 8 year old with a herd of school children following him around the playground,

I met you by chance The meeting completely unplanned You told me to trust you And you took me by the hand You were kind and patient You taught me how to feel alive I learned quickly And your teachings made me thrive One day, I came to you Seeking more You refused, saying I wasn't ready That you couldn't teach me anymore I didn't believe you I asked you why "I've found a new student," You solemnly replied You were cruel And you left me alone Now I have no teacher I am completely unknown

Cut and run Luxury in the details Picture perfect For dark dreams have arrived Trust in a ritual The pure legends of the future Rescue first, think later Live in the thrill Dying in the art Because you wish for tear drops Epic madness turns on you