I wanted nothing more, nothing less,
Picture albums pictured us fake,
Everyone thought us happy,
Behind the veil you hit,
Without bruises, just words,
You effing prick,
No more pain,
I leave,
You.
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Gabriela Trofin-Tatár
Passionate about tech, studying Modern Journalism at NYU, and mother of 3 littles. Curious, bookaholic and travel addict. I also write on Medium and Substack: https://medium.com/@chicachiflada & https://chicachiflada.substack.com/
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Liked it.
Glad you got out, you gave them what they deserved
Awesome piece