The first time she was able to see the beauty of life, she was mesmerized.
The frist time she was able to realized that she have family, she feels so bliss and right.
The first time she was able to have friends, sad to say, they all left her behind.
The first time she was able to feel "love," she cried.
The first time she realized how cruel, brutal, inhuman, savage, and heartless human are, she just want to depart. ✒
11/24/18💖
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Tula Ni Maria
Poetry"Write until you can, express yourself through making poems." -Amorina
