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Dear Hope, When you are around me I hear the whisper of demons, but in my eyes I see an angel.
Who are you? What is your purpose? What do you want to leave behind? Are you a fly on the wall, or a lesson to teach us all? Hey little fighter, things will get brighter. Just wait and see.
The seed of the little flower was dropped by a mother bird trying to feed her little chicks. The seed happened to drop into a yard where it was overtaken by weeds and was savagely destroyed by pollution.
relentless it's non stop i'm tireless determine to go after what is righfully mine i know i'm more deserving whatever it is i do i want to do it the absolute best better than everybody
OutsideThe entirety of my resolve runs with the river of tears thatTrickle, thenAfter a brief moment of suspenseBreak free, carvingCruel lines down my ravaged cheeks, a howling flood letLoose. My eyes are