ending part.

chapter xxiv.

My soul
is a
broken field,
plowed
by
pain.

I need to
rebuild
myself
first.

To accept
their
sorry.

I've realized
I'm
deeply
damage.

Anger.
Pain.
Fear.
Unloved.
Loneliness.
Insecurities.

These mixed
emotions
breaking
my sanity.

If you asked me about my beloved sister

She
keeps
on
pretending.

Pretending to be a
perfect daughter
to them.

Still a coward.
Doesn't have bones to
stand for herself.

Afraid to lose
what she
had today.

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