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My strive to heal
what's the secret to happiness?
how can you love without getting hurt?
how much is the cost of loyalty?
To all these questions I have no answer . what i know like i know my name,is the colour of the human heart.The human heart is black! science says the heart is a fized size organ that pumps blood throughout the body.Life taught me that the heart has many functions it's an incubator for evil .
Words can build or kill but yet from the fullness of the heart the mouth speaks. where do you go when words have razed you? where dobroken hearts go?do they find their way back to being whole again? striving to heal but not wanting to heal cause the feeling is a mixture of vengeance and anger.where do you go in search for yourself when you've lost yourself?Pains of being the whole package in the wrong address, living between my lost identities and fears to fail .My heart cries for freedom,it strives to heal!.
© Bernicespeaks.