strength of a woman


She cries at the depth of the night,so no one could hear her sigh.A lonely creature wept alone,an abundance of grief not to be shown

To The Man I Thought To Be The Right Choice

I know, I know I should stop and I swear I’ll stop, but there are lots of things I would like to say to you that, for many reasons, I haven’t said to you yet. I don’t think I’ll have another chance so here it is, hoping you won’t hate me for the umpteenth letter.

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