Saturday, February 28, 2015

here today

Bad things happen to the angels of the world. Everytime an angel is picked out of my life, I feel the weight they left to the world behind them on my shoulders. The weight to love more, to live more, to never be afraid and never feel lonely.

Give me strength when the walls melt away at night and the dark sky collapses.

Give me strength.

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