strength of a woman

She

She

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

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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