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THE SHOW
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Ongoing, First published Dec 30, 2012
How many times can one little heart break? I am weary, I am but numb. I chose to hide myself, inside this facade. The little old me has been hidden in the depth of my heart. They say hell has no fury with a woman scorn. 'Tis statement holds true in my own experience. No words as sweet as tempting that rolls in ones tongue, however gorgeous may you be, you will not have my heart. Since the heart that once beats to love, only thumps to exact what is oh a sweet revenge.
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His Lost Queen [EDITING]

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She love me but I took her for granted. She devoted her whole life to me and to our son, but what did I do? I pushed her away, I pushed them away and worst is I denied my son. She treated me as his king but I treated her the other way around. I treated her miserably --like a shit. Now I'm suffering the consequences of my actions. I regret the times I choose to hurt her and my son. So now, I will correct everything. I am determined to build the family I once broke. I will do everything just to get my family back. I am willing to sacrifice just to get my son back, to get my wife back. I will do everything just to find my lost queen. *********************** WARNING: This part of the story contains bad and offensive words. Please don't use this words on your everyday conversation. It's not good to hear. Please beware of the words. ****I USED THE WORDS FOR THE SAKE OF THE STORY NOT FOR YOU TO IMITATE. Special Thanks to Psychocolates for my fabulous cover.