Running away from fear at its most strongest time. Trying but losing seeing what's there that's never been yelling for help. Is some on there to help me no one will ever be there throwing my hands to God to see if he him self will grab them but I stay an not go. Thinking why will he leave me here on this world of darkness an loneliness of this world killing me throwing me no one is there to help. sadness runs my childhood killing my time I have left on this world nothing's left for me to do.
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Life an story of Michael Hernandez
Krótkie OpowiadaniaFallen in hope an love of others knowing that almost every day I lose one to gain another fallen to lose every little I hope to gain from my dreams an works I stop to think once in awhile why am I the only person who knows the truth of my life here...
