It made me question my existence.
It made me question my emotions.
Shattered me to the core.
It raped my soul.
Leaving scars on places I didn't know.
Yes, I was abused.
Not just once,
But more.
All in the name of ' LOVE'
In ways you don't know.
- How can I love 'love' when it made me unlove 'me' ?
- Anushka.
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