The light coming from the window awakened her sleeping spirit. Why she wake up? Why not let the darkness swallow the already dead spirit?
Over and over again. It was the same thing over and over again in her life. She's always been this way, she's been used to it, it is her life.
The food served before sunrise will be eaten. Her taste in the herbs cooled her and her fish was as good as drowned. She doesn't know, it really does' if you feel alone, everything will make you worth even small amounts of vegetables and fish.
She is Grace but her life does not fit her name.
Is she the person I see now? The lips are about to burst because of the dryness, eyes swollen and crimson as a result of sadness wrapped around them, hair that blasts in conjunction with the problematic, broken heart that wants to give up.
When are you awake? When are you going to get up?
I know you were hurt before. Break your faith from childhood. You grew up with your mother who wanted to give up. You enter into relationships that are not right. You also try to destroy the lives and hearts of others from the weight you carry. Finding the supposed true love left suddenly. Depression swallowed and tried to forget until eventually forgotten. Grace, you're tired. Take a rest. I know you can't do it, we're just here, we're just here. If you think you have nothing to lose, here we go. I know you're tired of feeling, so come on, put it down. We will not leave you.
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