Once every month. He betrayed her.
He unlocked my soul. Then left.
Abandoned. Annihilated Childhood. Seeking life.
He betrayed. She killed. To Survive.
He broke her. She healed.
“Tomorrow will come.” His last song.
Pellet Guns. Scarred Eyes. Dead Children. The heaven weeps for the little angels that we lost (and still losing) in the summer of 2016! Some have been scarred emotionally, while others abused physically and some more who just left for the eternal life. A 12 year old boy was murdered yesterday while the conscious of the…
Striving hard. Reclaiming her heart. Photo: Nico Trinkhaus – Home Sweet Home | Berlin, Germany – CC-BY-NC Source: http://www.sumfinity.com.
Unspoken words. Deep Secrets. Wounded. Love.
A village without men. Living Dead.
Trespassed by accident. Mutilated for life.
Accident! Cold Blood Murder. Silenced.