So do not judge me yet.
You have only seen, how I begin.
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The Fate Of Those Born In Dirt
So do not judge me yet.
You have only seen, how I begin.
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When I end, I will end as a tree ends: as a fire, bleeding out the sunlight from every summer it lived.
So do not judge me yet.
You have only seen, how I begin.
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So do not judge me yet.
You have only seen, how I begin.
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10 comments:
that is a very pretty way of saying it.
I am not judging you.i wrote what you have told.that's it.it was a good start.don't think about the end for you have to do good things such as to rescue someone etc.your words are inspiring also.
Did you write this ?
I wish after a small amount of trepidation, I would get my happy times. One who loves me, who will take me to beautiful places, who can touch me across a room, whose love making reaches all the way to my soul.
All I have instead is the ones whose soul you can only love in the dark.Armies of them, come to conquer and destroy me, while I single handedly try to fight the good fight. You say never to let them take my sweetness but I need my fate to change and be less like a TV episode set in time of magic and pain.
May your wish be fulfilled.
please don't end.
Well said. You're a master of words.
When it ends, It will end as how a tree ends, just as a fire,which bleeds out the sunlight from every summer it has lived or seen.
So please do not judge us.
You have only seen, how it has started to end.
Let time take its toll.
Allow us this rest while we still can.
When it ends, It will end as how a tree ends, just as a fire,which bleeds out the sunlight from every summer it has lived or seen.
So please do not judge us.
You have only seen, how it has started to end.
Let time take its toll.
Allow us this rest while we still can.
When it ends, It will end as how a tree ends, just as a fire,which bleeds out the sunlight from every summer it has lived or seen.
So please do not judge us.
You have only seen, how it has started to end.
Let time take its toll.
Allow us this rest while we still can.
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