#survivorofdailystruggles
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Like the rain
Rain is fallingAs heavy as my feelingsGrey clouds reflect my moodSilently still as the waterOn the puddle below I’ve said goodbye a number of timesBut the pain refusedTo leave me anywaysIt kept coming like the rainJust hold on for the sunny days Continue reading
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Reflection of a Survivor
Some days she would stare into the mirror for too long. She looked at her reflection. Her natural eyebrows were untainted of blades, and have grown of semi-diagonal sections, longer between the eyes and shorter on the other ends, made of almost seemingly perfect length. Her nasal bridge is of fine shape. Her eyes of… Continue reading
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