To Help Them..

   Walking through day by day, in the heart of town. Seeing the children and where they play, having a look around. I don't know what to say, this place is ruined. Everyone selling their souls, leaving their children to pay. Is there no more than this, is this all life has to give. I can't allow myself to accpet it, it's not in my nature. I feel helpless seeing these children, I know this isn't all life has to give. I need to show that, to help them my life would be complete.   

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gottahavefaith

This is beautifully written.

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