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Maybe, I was made to endure,
My mother's slaps, her only cure.
Maybe, I deserved it,
The cruelty of my father as he hit.
Maybe, I deserved it,
The pain he poured as he saw fit.
Maybe, I was made for all,
To feel the ache, let them live without fall.
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Shadows Within | POETRY | ✔
Poetry[𝟒x 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒🏅] 'Shadows Within' - A collection of poems that screams in silence, weeps in darkness, and bleeds with every word. A raw and unflinching journey through the shattered remains of a soul, where trauma, pain, and vulnerability entwin...
