It’s funny, for all it took was a broken heart and that alone was enough, enough for her to do everything she ever dreamed of.
Robert M. Drake
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She was broken, I think it’s because she loved too much and she was always blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken.
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Suddenly, everything was beautiful. The way she viewed the world was nothing more but a reflection of herself.
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