Caged,
Confined,
Like a bird..
Helplessly bound,
Within the confines of my hurting past.
Nothing saves me from this tormenting pain,
On bed of nails,
I suffer..
I ache..
Lone!
Caged,
Confined,
Like a bird..
Helplessly bound,
Within the confines of my hurting past.
Nothing saves me from this tormenting pain,
On bed of nails,
I suffer..
I ache..
Lone!
I Write Her 
It’s in the past for a reason…. let it stay there! Amazing post ❤
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Happy Diwali Susi🪔🪔🪔
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👌🏻👍🏻
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