Maybe he can't fight his own fights
Maybe he is scared
Scared to let somebody in
He's to gentle
His skin is so rough but his soft heart has been ruined from the lies and failures of the people who values the most to him
He's not innocent Though
His heart of gold has dents...
You can find me there
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Author:
daisy (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 31st, 2017 19:57
- Category: Sad
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