after a long time, there was a knock at the door
not in the very right state of mind, he was in need.
there is nothing more to offer, only my presence and time
hope my words was not too harsh but of some help for him to pull through.
its never really easy, when there was devotion
truly heartfelt his pain and confused and anger when the source is love
really something too mystical to comprehend
its painful...at least you came knocking at my door
i will pray for you
-= A liTTle Crazy worLd =-
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