December 2011
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There are lies hidden behind her smile. Stories that are told through her eyes. An element of pain within each tear that she cries. What she has been through, No one could ever understand. The nightmares, the dark.. They haven’t suffered first hand.
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Relationships of all kinds are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but the majority will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to...
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