crossing houses, burning bridges, crying rivers
Saturday, June 6, 2015
Sometimes when people speak to me, I hear what they don't say and it hurts me.
I hear the things they don't say and these things frighten me because there are people who would throw you under a bus for very little benefit to themselves.
They scare me because people are evil.
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