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It takes courage ... but you have to admit it.


woman's heart.

There are women who walk against a life ...
There are women who have eyes as deep and fathomless ocean ...
There are women who love to change skin ...
There are women who give their heart, only to find themselves picking up the pieces alone
...
There are women who quietly do their soul dance on a beach at sunset ...

If you stop for a moment you can catch them as they struggle against their instinct ...

As they walk their pain
walk naked, facing the waves at each sea are increasingly threatened ...

There are women who closed eyes, listening to slow music, which makes it even more savory
their tears ...

There are women who proudly but with a lump in my throat, give up
happiness ...

There are women who, with their eyes photograph those beautiful but fleeting moments
so they feel embraced by love,
hoping to keep them alive and colorful forever ...
If you open your eyes a while you can observe, while shedding crumbs
of themselves on the way to the train that will take,
while shouting their anger against wobbly windows of a house become
prison ...
of despair and smile to those who would like to return to business as usual ...

There are women who do not stop at nothing ... because they will never find
the end of that thread ...

There are women who have made a knot for all their tears, hoping that someone will come to dissolve
...

not stop a woman's heart, nothing is worth more.

not make a woman cry, every tear is a bit 'of herself that is gone ...

not make her wait alone and scared sitting on the edge of madness
and if you want to love, do you really
with all of yourself!

Stringile and protect ... fight for her,
kill for her, cry with her, give her the most beautiful ray of sunshine every day hold on all the time
that light in his eyes,
that light and hope, and love, is pure spirit. And wind, is the most beautiful star of
any given night ...

wishes to my wife, my mother and all women of facebook, Joseph Carol.