My sister is dead and just because of that I wish I had died with her.
The man who raped me is dead and I wished I had been the one pulling the trigger.
Inside of me is the baby of the man of my dreams, the only 2 things that have kept me alive all this time.
I thought I was off the battlefield of love...until I stepped on a landmine and my world turned upside down all over again.
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