There are only a few people in this world that try to hold us up.
And those people are trying desperately to help however they can.
But we still fail, and we fall, and they believe they have failed.
That is a lie.
They have not failed as long as we're still breathing.
And their presence and support for us, even when they themselves are in desperate need, means more than anyone could ever imagine.
I just hope that one day, we will be able to save them, just like they save us every single day.












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Who wrote it? Sounds awesome, though, its kinda despressing that someone would consider the WHOLE world, where millions and billions of people survive, scarse of people who consider others, like themselves, as 'few'.
There MUST be many people who care. Maybe not for them, in particular (as they don't know them), but for someone else, and that's just as good.
But I guess it all depends one the nature of writer. If he/she blocks themself off from the world, they're community, then others can only wait and hope they change they're view.
... Yee! I actually wrote something.... and its pretty big for a comment. ^^ I'll fav it, even if it is REALLY, REALLY depressing for my *light* nature... [ha 'LIGHT'?! Are you kinding me?! SHE LIKES GORE! SHE'S NOT 'LIGHT'!!] *whack*
Just had to put that in^^
russian for
'While I live, I hope.'
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The editor.
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I'll still be waiting, even if you're never coming back.
I let you borrow my wings, but you never gave them back.
If you ever come across a shooting star, think of it as a soul going to heaven.
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