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My heart took my pencil to write, and my heart took my mind to think. Now my heart is not with me, I write without it that’s mean with no my mind.

How to write? I will write … Maybe your heart, maybe not, it’ not that the important, the most important thing that this something lets my pencil write and write some little words that have big meanings.

Now remember that. Don’t know whose write? Don’t know if lovely or selfish girl write?

Don’t know if honest or liar girl write? Maybe a cruel person and she can’t know what to tell you.

So I’m sure that I will never change …

I know that I never did something for u or sacrifice but heart can only talk, so look inside of the person never outside! Sometimes I do some stupid stuff not to hurt you or because but to hurt myself ,to give something new to myself,believe?.I’m forgetting the world all around me and I do what I think but not what people think, I’m doing only what my heart tell me to do and this was and that will be the results..

But now my heart like I told u first is not with me! He flies

My pencil writes…

Donna
2008©

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