He lives with
the pain no one else
does.
Has the scars,
No one selse
does.
He cries
the tears,
No other person
dare cry.
He has the past
that made the strongest
person weep in
tears.
Yet he deals
With it,
Lift his head high,
Put a smile on his face,
Even when his dieing inside.
Now that's what you
call STRONG.
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Love & Hate
PoésieLove and Hate; things/people you love and things/people you hate; Everyday life, different things and they need to be written about so.. here goes P.S: you have things for me to write about just message me and it'll be done COPYRIGHT (C) 2014 This_I...
