She was a forgiver. Her heart was so large. She didn’t know how to give up on people, because she always believed in the good in those she cherished. It was until she was stepped on so many times, she had no choice but to let go of those who burned holes in her heart.


By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)