People tell you lies. It's up to you, to believe it or not. The streets I walk, get dark and cold. We are all being tested.
Rival gangs are fighting for control. I'm not choosing a side, they are both corrupt crooks. Full of hope, and letting go of fear, for once. I walk towards an uncertain future.
Sunday, April 28, 2019
Can't Have What You Want?
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Beautiful
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