A dark night
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Última publicación dom, feb 10, 2019
"Why are we this way?", the question she wakes up and ask herself everyday. While growing up with in a broken home and dealing with a drug driven family, she tried to never lose sight in happiness.
Simply a poem for those lost through life's dark ride.
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