The journey of my life


They were beating me, raping me, making me suffer with
Hunger and I was told
It's life

I was their dinner seven
Of them, I'm talking about
Men old enough to be my grandfathers,I was only
Expecting food from him
Not to be sexually assaulted

It is true that trust is just a word with five letters
But is is worth millions ,men and I have now become water
Oil
All my happiness is gone

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