True Story Just Stolen From #life... -Granny, had you a doll? -yes, Honey, I had. Her name was Nelly, she had long hair and dark eyes made of buttons. I loved her lots... In 1921 we ate her, she was filled with oat. I cried lots...
True Story Just Stolen From #life... -Granny, had you a doll? -yes, Honey, I had. Her name was Nelly, she had long hair and dark eyes made of buttons. I loved her lots... In 1921 we ate her, she was filled with oat. I cried lots...
War So short and no sense. It wasn't my pain. It wasn't my fear. I didn't see things clear. I didn't feel sadness. I always hoped it's SOMEONE'S. I whispered:"Poor people". I hoped:"It will stop". We always trust-It's not about us. When it's closer then ever. I feel guilty and no fear. I can't forgive me My normal being. It stops all plans &joy It ruins, kills, destroy It grows our kids so fast. They won't forgive and trust. And cleaning our minds this word eat our #life's.