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gone with the memory of yesterday and tears were the price i had to pay for the love i felt inside my heart for the one dream that tore me apart ..

a chat with my heart . . .

a letter to YOU . . .

damn! . . . GAME OVER

i will never regret the love i felt or the love i gave . . it was ture and if he wasn't, that doesn't make any less of it!

my heart hurt when it broke . . . it's going to hurt when it heals too!

. . . confused!

can i make it? . . . life is about choices, isn't it?

once upon a time . .

just wondering . .