Utopia...
I will always love those fictional men who saw their women first. Those men who believe that they are more than just what they think they are. Those who saw their woman's pain — the hidden, crying soul behind the independent, strong facade. Those who embrace their woman's broken soul and accept her fears and resentment
I will always be a fan of one great love. But then again, it is idealistic. The world I live is not ideal. The reality is terribly painful. Lies and love are two dangerous combination, which I feared.
I longed for the love I felt that these men have showed me. But no matter how good it is to believed that it's all true, I know it's rare. However, this reality, no matter how cruel, has something to offer more than just pain and suffering.
...utopia means no place or nowhere. It does not exist in reality.
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diary of a broken soul
PoetryThis book is a compilation of poems. This is for those who have a broken soul trapped in a tired, restless body. Every piece of your brokenness will fit in each word, and every part of you will be in every chapter. Be with the book, as it will conti...
