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Jun 2020
When I first see the light
I never imagine that this life would be hard
My silent is my deepest cry
I stayed mute and trap between dark and daylight

I remember
How to run away
I remember
How I scattered into broken pieces

But it happens again
it happens again
it happens again

it never washed from my mind
prompt: The feeling of you wanted to scream but your voice deprived because of fear ( the reason could be physical abuse or any kind of abuse )
Cryslyn Tucay
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Cryslyn Tucay  19/F/San Mateo, Rizal
(19/F/San Mateo, Rizal)   
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