by saul xavier Apr 8, 2015
category :
Life, society /
meaning of life
No one was always there for me no one was next to me right besides me telling me when what and who just like a shadow no one was always there watching my next move. He the one who no one ever knew was always standing at the edge of the cliff of my mind just waiting to trip into the hows of no one to be forgotten and tossed away abandoned into who's world what never asked why no one was always there for himself no one. |