my diary
miércoles, 23 de septiembre de 2015
Life is to fight it
I'm not afraid of anyone. Life is to fight it with whatever. In a couple of months I played with a couple of covered thirsty fists blood guided by a hungry heart of glory, & cool mind gloves. No human power to remove my mind the idea of wanting to be in a ring under those bright lights & feel the energy of the people
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& I write as therapeutic method because so everybody knows what I think but nobody understands how I feel . The real abyss of words behind the eyes that read me .
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