Arm The Homeless
No rest for the wicked.
While you were sleeping, I figured out everything. I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me. Now I feel your pain, coursing through my veins. You shine so bright it’s insane. You put the Sun to shame.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned; it’s that we never feel the heat until we get burned. And we try so hard not to die, that we forget to appreciate life.
