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When circumstances crush your soul, all you wait for is the new dawn to break free.
Soul that by dreams was inspiredAs fiery as fireDrained it remainedWith hopes still higherWounded I feelWith everyone aroundScreaming insideI no more want to be boundGlad I amFor all is so litBut my heart achesAs my soul says “enough, that’s it.”
Talk about it, they sayIt makes you feel lightForget about it, I feelThat is the only way right.
Too heavy is thisBurden of memoriesI wish i could throw awaySome of it at leastAnd breathe with ease
No way out as if it seemsA marshland in whichI drench till deep
Will these broken wingsLet me flyOr I shall be downWith a blow in a while
Even then I will dare to sayIt’s dawn and not duskFor me, today.
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If her MIL had accepted her with some affection, wouldn't they have built a mutually happier relationship by now?
The incident took place ten years ago.
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Trigger Warning: This has graphic descriptions of violence and may be triggering to survivors and victims of violence.
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