Julienne Marie Kayla
C'est la vie/.
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Sometimes I Sing… I’m not good, but sometimes I sing.
In the words of others – What means so much to me.
If I can’t say it with words, then I’ll do It with pictures; because they speak a thousand words.
In his time,
Time to let go, little one.
I want to say this again, and get the same response…
One day I’ll cave in, I’ll break down, and no one will be able to save me. Not even you.
Protected: You, again.
It still hurts.