I remember how we talked.

.

You said:

                Bruno just doesn't get it!

                                                           I laughed: 

                                                                            He's led a sheltered life.

You said:

               That doesn't excuse him!

                                                        I lavish/inappropriately shrugged.                                                     

You said:

               He's so, soooo selfish.

                                                    I countered:

                                                                        Weren't we all at that age?

He's just a boy                            who doesn't understand. 

One small boy who slides down bannisters.

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You said:

                Why does he keep going there?

                                                                    I frown:

                                                                                  The fence symbolises they're the same.

You said:

                He must know he's going to die!

                                                                    I offer:

                                                                                I doubt it, he's just too innocent.

You said:

                It just doesn't make any sense.

                                                                   I smile:           

                                                                               See, you do understand.

He's just a boy                      whose father is missing.

One small boy in Out-With.

They said:

                  There's been an accident.

                                                           My thoughts 

                                                     maelstromed, 

                                              funnelling down.

.

They said:

                  A head-on collision.

                                                  Weighty waters           groaned

                                                                           then stalled.

                        .

They said:

                 There was... a fatality.

                                                     Green coils       held their breath.                

.

He was just a boy                       j-just beginning to live.

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One small boy with crooked teeth.