My parents' love has always been hanging by a thread, that broke and fell when I said who I was.
The love of two brothers, I dared destroy...and he looked at me with fear and wonder.
The love I have for my son, I dared destroy, giving in to the fear of dying.
The love I have for my daughter they dared to destroy, giving in to the fear of dying.
The hatred they have for me dared to confirm what their fatal victory was.
But... the love they have for me they confirmed, talking about me to those who dare not know about me.
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The Love♡ I Believed In
RomantizmThe Love I believe in is when people help each other with their problems, comfort them with their presence & feel they as the luckiest person to have someone like them; so I wanted to write this book for my husband, who was I politician, that wanted...
