Right place, wrong time

Maybe she was right and I was wrong, who knows?

I sure as hell don’t. All I know is luck all too often isn’t on my side but I ain’t alone with that feeling. People suffer in the worst ways and it’s painful to watch; to stand there as the heinous shit that the murderers deserve well it’s happening to the person who leasts deserves. They are one of the countless well documented people, they suffer in silence, bleed on the inside and die alone. 

There’s nothing we can do about but help, help as much as we can and when that truly fails then you’ve just gotta step back and hope something or someone  changes them.

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