She lives alone. She cry's herself to sleep. But why? It's her fault. All her fault. That their dead . But can a boy fix her broken glass heart or will it shatter like it did many years ago.
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How can you outrun your tragic, heartbreaking past when it's steadily looking into your eyes calling you mommy, making you regret nothing.
"I've done a lot of terrible things in my life, but for you, I'd do them all over again."