A heart could only withstand so much abuse before embracing the wreckage.When the flames of heartache declared war, I was defenseless to the ambush. Unforeseen tragedy ripped me apart and I was imprisoned by he guilt. To survive, I ran. It was then I met HIM, but I wasn’t ready. It didn’t matter, though. Hearts were reckless and selfish all on their own.Consequences aside, I was forced to shed a … forced to shed a piece of my armor and head into battle.more
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