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Nominal

LETTURE 17
Voti 2
Parti 6
Tempo 5m

LETTURE 17
Voti 2
Parti 6
Tempo 5m

abandonment darkpoetry emotional femininepain freeverse grief identity mentalhealth poeticstory poetry spokenword theothergirl trauma

They never asked her name.
She was given to the lion,
to protect the sheep with prestige.

This is the story of a girl -
the one who walked with her head down,
who ran but was always the bait.

A poetic journey through trauma, silence, obedience, and the untold battles fought behind polite smiles.

For the ones who weren't chosen - but still endured.Tutti i diritti riservati

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