She sat at the corner of her bed, her head weighing her down. Gravity seemed much heavier. There was that unforgettable torment, history haunting spite and more un-understanding people.
Believe me. She's been through it, all that you are.
Now you know.
I should be sleeping but becuase of you... my head's bowed and my mind's in shambles my heart's in knots and my soul trembles. anger bereaved and anger again grace sees you through none other like a friend
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