18.8.06

Behind dark clouds

Powerless is how I feel, the pain cleaves through my body because there is nothing I can do. For one the hope has seeded but I don't think it is time to give up. There is time we should win yes, but there is no time. No time because time means going back and that is where hope dissapears. Rainbows we have seen, dark clouds above our heads. He deserves to be here now, but he can not live with the thoughts that this could end. So he wants to go back and live his life like how it used to be. Rainbows we have seen, the sun reflecting in the sea. Hope there is, and I prey. Let him live, let him live.

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