No one to care for you. Stuck in this huge, clueless world in which you can't get out of. There is no knowledge to the outside world; how is it to be independent and strong by yourself? I have to protect, protect those who are not strong enough and need protection; my love comes from the pain that is approaching them from the unknown. Protection is what I give and protection is what I need. Who is there to protect me from the pain. as I do to those who need?
2 comments:
i like your poem/story because i think i know what tou are trying to say.
ur poem is really deep
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