August 19, 2004


  • My heart is my own
    Gathering the shattered pieces
    I cradle it tenderly


    Never again to offer it as a gift
    Never again to search for love
    For love is an illusion~


    Inside my fortress strong
    My heart stays safe
    I face the world alone


     

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