❝ Fear, guilt, anger. Did it really happen or did I imagine it all? Her eyes filled with fear. Her little innocent eyes, her tiny frame shook. Was it fear? Did it really happen? I was just a child. So much anger. I wanted to give myself a reason. An excuse. A free pass to not feel the guilt. Did it really happen? How could I ever? My heart breaks and yet it remains unchanged. So much anger. Her fear. My guilt. She was just a child too ❞
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Eunoia • Book Three
Poetry𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐈. • • • • • ❝ 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ❞ • • • • • Book Three of Eunoia (Bea...
