Lifes what you make it: Broken chidlhood

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Sunday, February 19, 2017

Broken chidlhood

The storms of life keep haunting me, When I think about the wreckage of my past, Years and years of heartbreaking memories, Is the road my parents cast. A life of unsteadiness, Not a place with solid ground, Moving from home to home, Not knowing where im bound. Questioning what happened, Not knowing... Sign in to see full entry.

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