I have bathed in my tears several times Hoping to relieve my soul and wash away the pain…. I have broken and shattered my heart to once and for all find a way to repair its core… I have a ‘to-do’ for every wakeful moment so that I won’t wonder through the maze of my thoughts… I […]
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Life. Death. Life…
Bomb blasts, murders, robberies. She grew up reading about these every morning in the newspaper. The concept of death however remained a mystery. If she ever overheard adults in the household talk about or mourn a relative’s or a friend’s death, she would enclose herself in a shell and talk to her imaginary friends about what followed in […]