the smirks

the smirks

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WpMetadataReadAbgeschlossene Geschichte Do., Feb. 13, 2014<5 mins
This is how I feel, just everyone picking on me and im done I gave up on life I have no more goals...please comment what you think I have other poems to his mothers tears
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Before you dive into this story, I need you to promise me something. I need you to promise me just this one thing and I believe you're one of those people that keeps their promises. Okay, now it's done. You, my dear reader, just promise me not to hate him. See, he really didn't have a choice. Well, maybe he did in the eyes of some people, but in his, he didn't, and I'm sure he considered every other way, every other angle. But in the end it all came to this. And I'm glad, I'm so fucking glad that he chose that direction. That he chose to go down that route. Why? Because he saved me. He saved me from pain. He saved me from misery. He saved me from becoming something I always despised. But first ... He gave me love. He gave me happiness. He gave me freedom. He helped me to become the best of me. And for that, I'm grateful.

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