Poem By Margarita Kamal

She is afraid of herself because she has watched herself hurt the ones she loves by hurting herself. She fears to be locked up again, locked up in a place where she had no one but herself. When you see her don't get confused by her innocent look... that's what she used to get away with things in the past. She's lucky to still be alive... now she's just trying to survive and thrive.

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