Survival Is A Must. . .
I brush off the words, block out the pain, and ignore the looks ... Well atleast i try but wen i cant i feel like a piece of me is taken and i've now become a decomposed version of the PEACE that use to be within . . . Its gone now, nothing left behind but the darkness of my soul which no longer belongs to me. . .but i must survive ur abuse, physically, mentally, and spiritually inorder 2 finally find me, if i dont find me i wont make it 2 a mother and a wife. . . So survival is a mustLiife = Struggle
its not a Reeses without Peanut Butter
R.I.P All those who were lost. . .

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