by SukarettoYanagi » Mon Jan 23, 2012 3:59 am
... when I'm beat to the ground and broken? Who will be there for me when I finally break? When I come to a final stand? Who will be there for me when I can no longer take it? When all dies inside me? When I'm no longer able to stand strong, and cower submissively? Who will be there for me, when I fall to my knees? When cry in pain, unable to contain the hurt any longer? Who will be there for me, to stop my rage when I can no longer hold strong? Who will help from my knees and back to my feet....?
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SukarettoYanagi on Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:28 am, edited 2 times in total.
6/10/13
My cat died in my arms.
Rest in peace, baby girl.
The World
Moonrats
When the dead have something to say,
not even time can shut them up.
Sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together.
-Merilyn Monroe