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Thursday, December 21, 2006
When I'm with people, they see the usual me; the smiles, the laughter. Yet when I'm all alone now, I'm just a girl with broken wings, with no more tears to shed.

Do all these happenings occur for a reason? What does God have install for us? Has each of our destiny been pre-written, and do we have a choice on how we live our lives? Are we the engineers of our destiny?

It's ironic how a moment of joy can turn into a painful one in just a split second.

-Knockin' On Heaven's Door-