Anthony zitting

Rookie [Beautiful Red]

Broken Child

Feels like yesterday and its nearly 30 years now. What was taken is never coming back, Facing facts is harder than you know when you can't let go. Silence clamed me as the pain rushes through me. Suffocated by the walls I built to hide me only left unspoken words dying inside of me. No one's fault. No ones to blame, but a little boy felt ashamed. Y

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