In the end were all just chalk lines on the concrete: Drawn only to be wash away. For the time I have been given. I am what I am and nothing else
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Stories by Photographer4life
The Brightest Darkness
The doctor walked through the swinging doors, the doors that I had been watching for hours waiting for my mot...
Silver Blood Suffreing
Blood covered the ground everywhere you looked not a spot of green anywhere, bodies scattered across the fiel...
Gone To War
Michael O'Kane just received a letter that could very well change his life in so many ways. The only thing he...