I loved you, you abused me
I trusted you, you broke me
I believed you, you accused me
I cherished you, you destroyed me
But healing is a beautiful thing, dear.
My scars will heal
My tears will vanish
My strength will reinvent
I will change,
But you won't.
I will win,
But you won't.
-Bhairvi
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Journal Of Little Indian Girl.
Документальная проза#17 in nonfiction. (9th NOV 2017) #20 in nonfiction. (29th OCT 2017) The diary of an INDIAN teenager with an eccentric mind... a bit strange and unusual. There has been many bubbles of thoughts exploding in my mind for so long. I thought they needed...
