TROUBLED HEARTS (On Going)
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Last published Wed, Jul 29, 2020
She was a child and she was been in the dark the whole time of her childhood. No one dared to hear her screams.
Now that she was a lady, there's someone now that can hear her. Someone that will put her again to darkness.
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She loved with everything she had and got nothing but silence, neglect, and betrayal in return. Just when she thought things were finally getting better, the person she trusted took it all away. Out of greed. Out of selfishness. Now she's left with nothing but the pieces of a life that was never really hers to begin with. And just with a one goal. To make them pay.
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