Trust had become a commodity that few could afford.




(No Ratings Yet)sees something shiny and we lose her again.




(No Ratings Yet)I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him.




(No Ratings Yet)The sounds she heard bouncing off the walls around her were those of defeat.




(No Ratings Yet)In the privacy of my dreams, I’m a warrior.




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