LOATHING OF TRUTH(On Going)

LOATHING OF TRUTH(On Going)

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LOATHING For TRUTH Life isn't unfair ,it just happened that maybe it wasn't my time. Since when I was a child , happiness, freedom, love and care from my own blood deprived me to have. It's suck? Of course! ....would I be mad?...To be honest, yes! But what makes me realize to calm and not to be mad?..it was because of my Mom. She might not be with me, all throughout the years that I exist .But since she was alive, I know how much she loves me. Although I thought ,I can be calm and admissible to all the pain. I thought I used to be hurt all the time and I thought I endure all the enfortune things happened in my life,already. But sad to say.....Im not. And my emotions keep on making myself miserable. Im numb maybe in the situation but not for ache and grief. And it turns out resentment. Written by: Ms.Ma4tune
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