Falling Down.
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Last published Sat, Oct 11, 2014
Have you ever felt like the world was in your hands at one point, but with one decision that you've made, can have your back against the wall and your peers clawing at your neck. I'm falling down, slowly. Feeling everyone who said they'd be there for me, disappear at the drop of a dime when shit get tough. I'm Christopher Maurice Brown, nothing inblife is easy. But, that moment when you think you found the way...it back fires.
Christopher Maurice Brown.
July 2014.
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