GenerationA Story by FadingShadowWalking... Alone... A shadow forms beside me, a boy He’s tall, look at his arms they are covered in cuts and there is bruises around his neck .. Another shadow..... This time a girl, she wears a sign that says “I’m fat” but she’s rather small... I turn around to see a thousand kids all bearing some type of mark.... I keep walking and realize... This is my generation.... Where all lost walking.... Waiting for some guardian angel to sing us a song..... © 2011 FadingShadow |
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Added on November 25, 2011Last Updated on November 25, 2011 Author
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