Tomorrow is my
birthday, I’m turning twenty. This is my last teen day, Lets celebrate together
today, lets drink together, lets dance , lets party cause tomorrow we will
pray, pray for the young youthful woman dying in front of everybody but no body apprehending.
Tomorrow is the dead girl’s day. White pigeons will come around me to hope
against hope, for this lively woman to come alive. It seems impossible but they
try, they put effort to protect me against all those black butterflies which
seems colorful to me every single time I look.
I wanted, I
really wanted to live the life I deserved, laugh with friends and so on...
Today I tried for
the very last time; to live , to survive. I couldn’t succeed, I couldn’t make
it cause you were there to break again
Thank you for
nothing love...
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| Pray for the little girl.. |

