I want to help him, hes got a gift. But in his head is an idea i can't seem to lift. He blows me away at all the notes he can play. I dont even think he can see all that i can see in him. Sometimes late in the night i hear from him, he brings a fright. He may not see it now but someday that could take his life. oh please oh please all i need is a little of your help in helping him see.
Please dont make him just a memory.
please help me help him be what hes born to be.
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- Bronte
- running, yeah it hurts, but its the sunshine of my life. Every day it adds a little more character, i can be what i want and achive what i strive. i wake up and run to see how much more pain i can endure, how much i can better myself. keeping within the discipline. so what do people think of when they run? i think of everything, the song, the boy, what i ate, school and friends and why the hell am i runng cuz it hurts! but see its a good hurt. it makes me stronger. its what i love. LOVE LIFE, Bronte
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Cool post - I really like the way you write :)
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