In the stir of the day, I think... I know my life has changed, and I know in the end I will appreciate, but for now I miss the homeless days, and the hungry nights. You'll always be the one I am thinking of.
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 2:17 PM UTC
In the stir of the day, I think... I know my life has changed, and I know in the end I will appreciate, but for now I miss the homeless days, and the hungry nights. You'll always be the one I am thinking of.
For the one who Lost
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