My heart speaks through my eyes. I despise candied lies. Let us take a casual walk. Give my heart the chance to talk.
+ more bio informationThere is no prescription for the face of pain But the evidence rises in every tearstain Its bitter power sucks away life From the model, the player, the liar, the wife You never know the story beside you The hurting hearts begging for rescue It may not be from dramatic strife Just the drain of every day life The husband who ... More..
Is it really the fear of being loved? Or, is it perhaps, the fear that we won't be loved in return? When I was a little girl, I fantasized about a fairytale ending, complete with perfect prince and magically transformed wedding coaches. I dreamed of a life as simple as Cinderella. After all, who doesn't desire a "Happily Eve... More..
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