Living in a crumbling world, i need strength to pull myself out of this rubble. I wish prayer will be answered, if only agnosticism has never gone into my head. I see light and shining stars, but are they shimmering through to the future where i always dreaming for? For once, i'm crippled, dragging the remaining shattered self, looking for a touch by an angel. Are you my angel?
6 years ago
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