Vonda Overlie (Havre)
When does it ever stop, This circus ride?
Round and round, faster and faster spinning out of control.
Minced words, sprinkled in deceipt.
I so want to believe you.
Histroy has taught me to proceed with caution.
My heart betrays me everytime. Wanting so much to reach out and save you.
Tough Love.. Tough choices. I ache for you.
I am here.
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