I am but a past memory to most, whom others do not wish to remember, i am trash, they call me things i will not speak of, they think they will break my hope, for they do not know me, let my arms bleed as they drink of its purity, faith only hold a Destiny, they have a choice in life, i am a polytheist, i believe in many Gods, i am a - celtic, they do not know me, for i am a good person, i cut and i bleed, but they do not ask why, when life lets me breath for the last time, then they will ask question, before that they did not care, if i die they will asume all the good things, but they do not know me, will you notice me when i die.... To be continued
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Apr 17, 2019
Brave and courageous 🦋stay strong 🦋 Continue to believe in yourself and Keep writing 🦋🦋🦋🦋
Apr 21, 2019
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