Anger
I asked to my heart Why are you now so sad? And then why are you so mad? The answer was, I feel so bad. ❤❤❤ I was disappointed in myself and in my life. Anger cuts me in inside like a sharp knife. Then it doesn't matter that I'm a mother and I'm a wife. And at that moment, I want the end will be of strife. ❤❤❤ The pain breaks me into pieces, doesn't even help me the tasty dishes. I continue to persuade myself to lies, that still for me life is very nice. ❤❤❤ I hate these thoughts in the mind. What I want, is that would be in my heart, is kind. Sometimes I feel like a blind. Happiness is, that I want to find.
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