The Girl
I am the girl who feels as though I have to stay strong. Living in a big world full of secrets, there was no doubt in my mind that the things I looked at and seen were deceiving. Trying to survive and face the interrogation. Praying that I won't be another statistic in a world so big, but yet remains to be so basic.
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