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Sospiro nel Vento by LeRougeLeNoir, literature

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Sospiro nel Vento

In una casa una sol anima non basta; Troppi silenzi ne riempiono le stanze. In una casa un sol cuore non basta, i battiti suoi si perdono in ogni stanza.. In quella casa il mio odore non basta perché dalle finestre il vento passa e ne rapisce la solitaria presenza. In quella casa costruito ho, ma non finito, un nuovo destino.. Se vuoi guardare guarda,in quella stanza l’ombra della tua presenza risalta e danza.. Cavalca la mia onda di sospiri e fuochi, che tu ne sia l’essenza. Al di la della presenza, che tu sia briosa arroganza.. Lascia che la forza sfondi quella porta perché di porte ricordo non se n’abbia..

L'Incontro by LeRougeLeNoir, literature

reasons why you can't love me by SuperOREO, literature

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reasons why you can't love me

seven. i am neurotic and uncontrollable, wild and raging like a savage beast that is myself. i am selfish to the core because i don't want to lose the thought of you. six. i am not pretty or stylish or trendy or chic. i am everchanging and trying to find myself among the ashes. i can't hold onto myself, how could you? five. i am forgiving the world for all our wrongs but never forgetting. i am losing my temper over tantrums that aren't going to change a damn thing. i am crying over the past and i am too weak to hope for the future, but in all my despair, i am trying. four. i want you to tell me the ending so that i know what to expect,

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Jan 20, 2010

my first entry jan. 20, 2010

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I've never had anything like a journal before so i will be using as a venting technique. I am 26 years old and i don't think i know who i am. I've felt lost since i was a little boy. Since I was 2, i was taken from my family, along with my brother, Jon, sister Carol, and my youngest sister, Michelle, by my Great Uncle and wife and their three kids. And where they took use was Mexico. Since I was 5, i started training and working for Jim, my great uncle. I worked as if a slave, along with my siblings, until they moved to Texas and CPS, Child Protective Services. I was 15 when i entered foster care and started a proper education. Not that I wa