Broken hearts.

So many girls, with so many yearnings and dreams and heart illusions, go through life seeking in love their happiness. Born to love and to be loved, they surrender their hearts to those who love them, they paint little birds in the air. How many wounds come out! How many get hurt! For the insensible and cruel men of wicked hearts, victims of betrayal, of lies and disloyal; Carrying so many scars in their souls, they have not lost hope of love, and that, one day, at last they may be happy. And here I am, because I want to collect from the broken pieces of your beautiful heart, and rebuild it again and fulfill your dreams and dreams, and restore to your life the happiness that the executioner one day stole you. By Derwell J Fallu61085105.6931d9


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