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Entranced You came into my life six years ago . . . You took my body and made me feel exotic inside You tell me that you want me, But it&rsquo..

EMPTY SPACE When I become afraid, I curl up and hide. In a room where I find That empty space. A place where I can Shed my tears. I c..

Don’t Tell Me You see my name in the papers: Boldness threatens you; your slander is without remorse. How dare you accuse me of lying! ..

As our parents have hopes for us to be flawless even in our physical tone, we can't be perfect.

My personal prayer to the God of my understanding.

When humans become the by product of the trade market.

Here's my story of my own enslavement

Emotional Abuse can be just as deadly as the physical ones.

Behind the Glass Looking in, A world so perfect Holding tears back, Wishing my life could be different I stand here Alone and scared. Hol..

A poem for my soldier who is far away from my arms.