Lose.

 

 

She tossed and turned; agony ripping her organs. Tearing each muscle, one at a time to derive maximum pain. It was a mere conspiracy against her albeit she led herself to this.

She had to accept and adapt. She would never be enough. Sleepless nights were common, dull mornings a habit. ‘I’m tired ‘ her flat response.

Every night was a challenge. She broke down; emotions toyed with the poor girl. It’s only when she broke down into a million pieces that she could see how much she lost and how much there’s more to lose.

And with every growing cut on her body, the lost conquered ‘the lose’.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Kailash Arole says:

    ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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    1. mangledwings says:

      Your loyalty is evident 😛

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