The King Of NoookieUpdated at Nov 29, 2024, 10:52
A young soul, once full of light, now shrouded in shadows. His eyes, once bright with hope, now dimmed by the weight of responsibility. His body, a canvas, once pure and untainted, now bearing the brushstrokes of sacrifice. His heart, a vessel, once full of joy, now heavy with the burden of necessity. The streets, once a playground, now a cruel taskmaster, demanding payment in the currency of innocence. His smile, a rare gem, now hidden behind a veil of despair. His eyes, once sparkling with life, now sunken with the weight of compromise. His future, a horizon, once bright with promise, now shrouded in uncertainty. His mother's life, a flame, flickering precariously, dependent on the fuel of his sacrifice. Yet, the results of his labor, a meager sum, barely enough to keep the flame alive.