Saturday, December 6, 2008
Dear Diary
I saw him on the street today Forevermore, how could he look the other way? Once his princess; now, no longer in his kingdom. Was I part of his harem, one chosen at random? For loss is part of life; I know it all too well and I am locked inside my living hell. Of this prince I carry in my womb he’ll...
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