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Troubled Tears.... Troubled Soul

Troubled tears from a troubled soul. Young girl all alone in this world at the age of eighteen. Pop's is sitting in prision for criminal sexual conduct in the second degree, mom's on probation for drugs. Ran away from the system trying to get out of foster care. Trying to survive out on the streets. It's not easy for her. I watch her out the window as she works the streets. I feel so helpless and unable to help her have a better life. The streets are no place for a beautiful young lady like herself. My heart aches to reach out and save the poor lost soul. Down the stairs I go quick, as I see that an issue has arose. To save her is my mission. To rescue her from the streets and help her get on her own two feet. For her to have a normal job is my one concern. For the troubled soul shall not parish into the darkness.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/5/2009 11:03:00 AM
you really put a sense of emotion in here!!! I love it!!!
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