Broken Anger

Broken Anger

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Sep 16, 2023
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Anger was the only thing that fueled me since I was a little girl. Everyone around me would push me around and wonder how I had my shit together when my siblings seemed to fall apart. What no one seemed to noticed was that my anger reached a point where it broke me. Something broke within me as I tried to pick up the pieces I fell into the dark abyss but what emerged wasnt from me. I would've kept falling if not for him.
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