DG (9/19/1963 / )

My Warrior

Few things make me sadder
Then seeing you suffer
As you fight this endless battle
Inside your head

You are my warrior
A warrior that sometimes
Needs to be rescued

I am a believer...
So much so that I believe enough
To last the two of us a lifetime

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I grow up in a town that looked perfect, the lawns, the cars, the peaple and money was always their.The problem was if you stoped at my stepfathers house, i say this becouse it was his money, you would find plastick smiles and i love you.. And after you left my mom and me would hide in our own corners..waiting for the big bad wolf to strike at any time............