Story: The art of understanding a woman, trough a man's mind.
-- The heart of a woman means nothing in this world, as she dreams of waking up in a world where she no longer exists. For she is forsaken to live in a world where nobody will see her pain or either tears. Her heart is forsaken to kept being closed as she no longer trust the people around her. Love doesn't exists in her world, and she can only watch it trough a wall made of glass around her own world. She sees it, she sees other people loving and receiving love, but her love will ever be unrequited.
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