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It’s in my head,
It shows up at random times,
But mainly when I’m alone,
It makes me want to scream and cry,
But I know I can’t,
I have to be strong,
I have to be strong for her,
She looks up to me nothing is supposed to break her big sister.
But it’s getting so much harder to hold it all together.












He was the moon in all of my darkness, the one that showed me the world wasn’t such a dark place. That there was hope and faith out there he was the man of my dreams. Instead of all the black of the world I saw he showed me all of the whiteness.















  Some say music is just a song, some say it has much more meaning,
Some say that it’s not okay to listen to it too much,
some say the more you listen it the more you will understand,
    It’s easy to see that music has more meaning then most can see, to some it is the only thing that understands.









Music to some see it as just a song they can sing along with, others see it as an escape from their reality, from the bullying, all the nonsense, the heartbreak. The perfect song for a heartbreak is seasons of love it is also a good song to sing if you have a loved one that past away













Kindness is the light the Blind can see, the Deaf can hear and the Aphisia can speak, it’s not necessarily a word but an action, it’s something you can do every day and every second, it could makes someone’s day, it could save a life.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 10, 2017 ⏰

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