... Many people, myself included, have already written many stories to death. Somehow I get the impression if it concerns you not teach yourself, then you can easily write about it.
But if it be true, so true fully in the middle of your face with the unimaginable force of reality, then, yes then you're in full ... A. (hindquarters).
help absence of comments like: I have finally been suffering, no pain .... that hurts just pushes on the stomach, clamps is where your heart and turns them fully and make you as helpless as a child, nor no more helpless, the little child has to reach its charm at (normal) people something , did you not Leiberl, not even a tattered.
You, you want to hit somebody in the nose like, loud cry, shout, pray you is because only one if you have a very strong may believe that curse .....
In your brain is more Space for a question: WHY?
thought, somehow tells the mind, if your eye bags are run dry and your brain slowly emerging from the mists of despair, it was better that way, he finally has no pain and he no longer needs to depend on these devices, but why He hung out at all?
He, who really has always been a very good man who took good care of his family, who was almost always there for his children and his wife (was not always possible, he was also employed). He had always believed, believed in God. Why does the then allow it? Why does the so with us?
Eine Antwort darauf suche ich noch.
Warum ich das schreibe?
Weil mein Papa gestern verstorben ist. (Gott nimm ihn auf bei dir, bitte)
(c) WaldFeik (nachdenklich, traurig)
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