when i was a little girl, i remember falling off of the monkey bars one time when my father took me and my brother to play at a playground during the summer. i cried and cried and cried; knowing that if i made it thru i i wouldn’t even feel the pain again. my father… Read More mercy.
Will i ever love? Will I ever care? Will I ever know? Will I ever dare? Will I ever touch? Will I ever be? Will I ever know? Will they ever see? Do I give a damn? Do I STILL believe? Do I have a heart? Do I need relief? Do I blow the horn?… Read More the game.