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Zineb Oct 2016
War is tragic at best. We send our children off to die by the hands of another. Compensation will never be a child yet we will take it anyways. Proud we should be to win the war in the end. The battle may have been won but our child will be forever lost. Even when our children do come back they are still lost somewhere in the wreckage of a battlefield on lands that our feet will never touch. Liberated is the land yet our children have taken the fall and are forever captured in a life where there is no liberation.
Zineb Sep 2015
Sweetheart, I hope you go to heaven when you die. For you've been living in hell this whole time.
Zineb Sep 2015
We are all born in these world's that we don't belong in. Perhaps, we were put in these worlds to make new worlds. Ones we belong in. One day someone will find your world. They will love it and love it and love it. Like no one ever did and your world will become their world.
Zineb Sep 2015
But sometimes the beauty of the world isn't enough for anyone.
Essentially an oxymoron
Zineb Sep 2015
The people are hurting. But it's okay cause people always find a way to be okay.
Zineb Jul 2015
But when you leave. Oh man, when you leave. You're not taking yourself. You're  taking a piece of me and everyone you've ever touched. Everyone you've ever learned something from. So don't leave so bitter. For you're taking a universe with you, my dear boy.
To all the character I’ve ever loved

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