Poison and wine

Poison and wine

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It is said that when a person's story is told, it begins from the day they are born, the moment they come into the world, and ends the day they die. But no matter how I want to tell my story, no matter where I begin, it always starts with him. When I met him, my life was at the peak of collapsing, at the edge of being completely broken. My life was filled with nothing but broken hearts, betrayal, regret, and so many painful memories. Unlike other children, I did not grow up in a happy home. I did not have a loving mother and father who cared deeply for me. Their reputation came before anything else, and I never received the kind of love every child deserves. I never got it. And though I seemed to be over it, I wasn't. I wasn't completely a good person, but I wasn't completely a bad one either. I am just human. We are all both good and bad. © All Rights Reserved
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تحتُّ الركام أصواتٌ انقطع أنينها ودقاتٌ توقف نبضها فرحةً لم تكتمل وأحلامٌ أجهضت قبل المخاض تحتُ الركام قصصٌ لم تكتب لها النهاية وحكاياتٌ رحل من كان يرويها ألعابٌ لطخت بدماء الأطفال تحتُ الركام أسماءٌ تساقطت من السجلّ المدني مثل تساقط الأوراق من الأشجار فأصبحت في سماء النسيان تحتٌ الركام وجوهٌ تغيرت ملامحها فأنكرها الزمان والمكان فشيعت أجسادهم لمقابرٍ في الجنان تحت الركام ارتجف الأطفال خوفًا فغادروا الحياة ولم يجدوا الأمان وصايا خُطت بحبرٍ من الخذلان وأمنياتٌ غادرت عالم الخيال تحت الركام حيث يشهد الظلم والقهر

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