How am I still here?
How did I make it?
They say it's my strength
But bullshit, bullshit
It's because I had something
Something to look for
Someone to live for
And life
No matter how meaningless
Became worth living
When I saw my light
Beaming!
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Abuse
General FictionA book of abuse, misery and pain A child seemingly living in vain Carrying the burdens of each day Expected to be perfect in every way Sister brings the will of life Even though it comes along with strife They can be victorious together If they dep...
