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April 16th, 1995
It was a cold night in the city that never sleeps and here
I, Max Galewan, sit in an empty bar with nothing to do but drink. All ..
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Seeing your smile, is my everything
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The color Red has always meant passion, fire, lust, and
romance to us. That’s not what it means to me anymore. Now it’s a color that
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People look
People stare
But some act like don’t care
They see my colored hair
Not me sitting in a chair
They don’t see th..
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Alone for days, months, and year
in the darkness of my tower, being shunned for what I am, a vamp wolf hybrid.
My own mother didn’t want m..
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I’m sorry I’m different
I’m sorry that I need help from time to time
I’m sorry that my legs don’t work or my ..
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I was a stone wall hard, stiff and not easy to break even
before my car accident. I didn’t care about anything or anyone. The people in
sc..
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The first time I held you in the hospital, I felt so happy
that your father and I adopted you. Looking down at your face peaking threw the
blank..
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Shunned, looked at with pity or disgust. This is how most
people look at others that are different; freaks and outcast. People don’t take
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A twist on Greek hero's and mythology threw a teenager eyes. But she doesn't what she's getting into or who she really is
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