Thought One:
A heart is filled with black ink and just like ink, it can often be washed clean. But sometimes a bit can still be left behind, trailing on the inside corners, lurking, waiting until the worst possible moment to show its darker ways.
Thought Two:
Live within the cave of your heart, but visit often the universe of your mind.
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{O.o} "Whhoo-Whhoo, What-what?"
/)__) Sincerely,
-"--"- Ashley Lynn
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