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~lol...what kinda needs u tinking bout???no...dun go astray...haha...felt like writing....so wrote something based on a random title [this!] haha...lol...not v good...bt there's nth to update anyway...so...might as well...hahah =) enjoy the not very nice work muahahaha!!!!

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Needs

Crickets creak in synchronized symphony on this cold, lonely and helpless night; unpleasant as it is, it’s oddly soothing. Monotonous, that’s what it is that makes even this unpleasant sound music to my ears. Monotony- that’s what I need.

Routine has become more than a way of life; it is life itself. Boring monotony they call it; that’s what some people wish to shake off, as a snake shed its skin. But they don’t know how lucky they are. It is however, people like me, who craves for monotony and peace that never gets it. People simply don’t understand that monotony in itself is cause to be happy for…I do…I do…But my life ironically, is a far cry from peaceful and monotonous.

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I had never known a single day without my brother cum guardian and father. While other children run to their father for advice; while other children bear lectures from their father, I had but my brother. He was my inspiration, my idol, the only thing that kept me living. I would have done anything to keep him by my side, if only I had that chance to. Now, what am I to do? We had struggled together through our parents’ funeral, and got lost in the jungle of well wishing condolences, learning how to survive. But we had each other then, the pain was hence made bearable. But now that I am alone, what can I do? What is there left for me?

Don’t leave me here alone…please…

“PLEASE! Please stop! Help!”

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Help… you always came to my aid when I needed it. Yet the one time you asked me for help, I could render you none. I’m sorry, truly sorry. Give me one more chance, I will do better, I promise…

But that’s all too late isn’t it?

They say that the country needed him, to fight. In a war. They snatched him away from me. I can still remember the expression in his eyes. His eyes- they were pleading…they knew that it would be a journey of no return. His hands bent like claws, reached for something that will save him from the terror of his impending fate. His hands fell on nothing…

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Needs…They say they needed him, but what about me? I needed him as well, no- I needed him even more than they did, and he needed me...but they didn’t care, those thieves…

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I am now once again trapped within the endless jungle of “deepest condolences”. They say he died a hero, for it was an honour to die for one’s country. But that was only a façade. Deep within, it was honour no greater than having a decent job and taking care of one’s younger brother. When I dream about him, he cries. Died a hero? I think he died as a slave, forever contracted to the debt of citizenship; to the debt of the country’s needs, no – lies…One day, it would be me….it would be me…

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