Her ruby pendant was a celebration
Of loved and lost lives of the unknown hands
That had exchanged it, wonder how many times,
In a quest of money over relations. 164 more words
I’ve learnt that you can be the kindest most decent person ever and still get trampled, still get used, abused and mishandled.
I’ve learnt that the worst pity is self-pity, not saying you can’t feel bad for yourself but staying down so long you’ve placed your life on a shelf. 157 more words