Reduced to what really lay beneath the makeup, the world stood still inside her soul.

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Reduced to what really lay beneath the makeup, the world stood still inside her soul.
The human soul needs to be cared for. Logic might not know the necessities of love.
The soul felt a terrible ache, the years went slowly numb in a spread of paralysis, of shock, an inward emptiness in her soul. Like dead leaves crumpling to powder, blown away on the wind.
My soul, my mind, my heart. The bleeding parts cauterized, and I stopped being afraid. It is freedom.
We were so happy, we were so beautiful and then... my soul broke.
Be a soul that is wide open.
Breathtaking at first sight. A woman through the eyes of love, discovered she was beautiful: her soul transformed.
Her soul is beginning to lift in the stillness and accept her own worthiness.
Vengeance burned within me, and pursued the desire of my soul.
I am a wandering soul with unfathomable melancholia.