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I missing you so much some times.

The world I find myself in is never easy, the few friends I let into my life has felt the same.

Being inside or outside as well, they never managed at home, in school, so they made their way out among the people, somewhere it went wrong and where fate is in our own hands.

With a little help and support perhaps we may regain strength again, I miss those friends an awful lot, both those who have another life today and those who passed away, we’d love to take back time. It was so up in himself and those amateur parties where people get that little child again, jumping around and fighting for the show say cool, then we sit they here in the midst of their own types, either stuck with or refrain.

I myself grew up as ice, k, a ghetto community learned early on what appeared in the taste or not, always thought of myself as outside. Therefore I refused to follow the norm in this society knew that it’s not me then. And some even say get to know me in real life there are those who see who I am and who love me, from everywhere they can come and smell to my old life.

Refuge are to survive all the tragedies, they only been there for me have gone away, since there are few left who are like them, I try to keep good contact with, as best I can.

But not always easy when I try to process my problem, with or without help.

I try to be here in the present, and their thoughts are many, both then and now, but try to proceed as I said forward. With new strength and energy and forget those who are not worth the effort, they may see for themselves how it is a day, sometimes it is hoped it so they know what it is about.

And even those who experienced it dares to show others the way, not only to escape and pull.

I’m trying to still listen to, but for the hurricane to deal with its own I know.

Luckily, I find the strength from my dearest both here and on the other side.

Even if one is to appreciate the here and now, I can not help but miss and think about the others, they had a special influence on me. If that hope for me was not looking and if I was struggling to fix it one day.

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