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Mar 2019
From the broken home she still lives.
She goes out as if her home is perfect.
She goes out with her wide smile, then she pretends to be fine.
She goes home tired, straight to her bedroom then she cries

"What an unfair world I live in?" She whispered inside the dark and cold room she's in.




--jeannery a.

she's living the agony her father brought then  inside of a broken home is a cry of an anguished daughter
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