I stroll through life without a purpose, surviving every storm, the rain falls almost everyday, it’s to seem the norm
If the sun does not show itself soon, then.......
I’ll be gone.
Not even knowing.
Friday, 29 November 2019
Passed through in the night
I write as an escape as the world can be hard, I find it so sad that people suffer in many ways, and exclude no excuse for greediness or bullying. if one person can read my nonsense in there own personal way and find relief from struggles then that is all I ask. please feel free
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