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The window of HOPE...

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I am just a girl... a helpless, worthless girl. I don't have any hope for tomorrow, or the day after that ... my future is bleak... so dark with absolutely no rays of hope and happiness. 

I hate living like this, I just want to die a quick death.... with no pain because everything hurts even breathing... I don't want to see another day of hopelessness but he won't let me die, 'my life is his...
his to take, his to scar..' so he says.

Will I ever feel 'the rays of hope'  about which my English teacher talk so happily and highly about...
Will I ever smile like other people, will I ever be normal and have someone to love and hold on to...

Or am I always meant to be alone... and just wither away with time.All Rights Reserved

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