Struggle

Food and water

Some of the things my family lack

Explains the reason you could see bones pocking out my back 

coming from a single parent home living like this is wack

Seeing my mother crying night after night is a tradgey

not being able to feed her kids

 this could put a huge hole in anyones soul

so i pray night and day for god to provide a better way for me and my family

 

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Kiaknarocks

Snaps for you. I feel your pain. Keep writing. 

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