It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.
C h a p t e r | T w e l v e
My father died today...
and the slightest sparkle came to his pale blue eyes.
his life hanged on the edge , by a thin string called life .
just as the my world came to fall apart ,
I screamed , my lungs still burn my mouth dry and my faced flushed red , dry tears , cracked lips , bloodshot eyes , and a torn heart.
And I recognize that im lost , not the slightest hope is left in my life , a sad emty girl was left behind the life of Allison and Steven my loving messed up perants .
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Hopeless Soul
Teen Fiction"I'm Lost In My Own Mind." "I'm in a cage full of Demons." "I'm a Hopeless Soul." "I'm like the Mad Hatter." "I'm Vilont." This will be mostly letters and some provs.
