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Chapter One To whoever may find this, I realize I was fairly naive. I believed the world would change for me. I thought I would be able to do anything. I know better now. I should have known then. I ask that you reserve your judgments until my tale is finished. The year is fourteen ninety-eight. I had thought that in the reign of Henry the VII that England would be civilized. I was born to a noble house and having always had plenty of money. I never abused my wealth, That goes against my natu...

I sit alone In a darkened room Aching to hold you. I sit wondering If you will ever want Me in your life. The pain rolls down Past the pieces of my heart. In drops of liquid love. You are the piece That could make me whole, Yet, for your sake, I turned away…

I realize I was really naïve. I believed the world would change for me. I thought I would be able to do anything. I know better now. I should have known then. I ask that you reserve your judgments until my tale is finished. The year is fourteen ninety-eight. I had thought that in the reign of Henry the VII that England would be civilized. I was born to a noble house and having always had plenty of money, I never thought much of it, though I never abused my wealth. That goes against my nature....

I realize I was really naïve. I believed the world would change for me. I thought I would be able to do anything. I know better now. I should have known then. I ask that you reserve your judgments until my tale is finished. The year is fourteen ninety-eight. I had thought that in the reign of Henry the VII that England would be civilized. I was born to a noble house. I was born to a noble house and having always had plenty of money, I never thought much of it, though I never abused my wealth....

a thought in mind, of a life left behind. a song blinding me, with lyrics that share a broken soul. feeling surprise that another feels the pain within, I find myself looking towards divinity. where is the cheer and the innocent fear? the hope and dreams Fall away leaving behind cynicism and regret. are all things old being done again? a unending cycle of pain and fear going on year after year Or is the music that is speaking to my broken heart not from truth but from someone's thoughts loose...