Thy Chatter silently to themselves. Speaking of different worlds... hurt... and love.
They spoke truths unseen and they haunt my uncontentious thought.
Scared and worried for helpless souls
Winter is frightful.
Starvation and Belligerence.
They come with no regrets of their pasts, presents, or futures...Just the Will to survive this cruel world...
They always know..
Always...
That their worngs will be once again righted and Hurt will soon become love... once more..
When
That final Day
arrives
and
SPRING will
Grace is impeccable
Presence









Love you
Add me on here, woman.
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I MISS YOU!!!
will see you tomorrow
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=elysa
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Why am i here? Can you tell me? >^..^<
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"When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries of life disappear and life stands explained." - Mark Twain
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