A striking mix of poetry and story

@KaremIBarratt I am she, Who screamed at the night, Demanding justice for her blood, Spilled by a knife, Legs held by the mothers who Were supposed to love her. I am she, Who held her baby tight, As the bombs teared her world, Walls falling down, her child Of light, now the colour of earth. […]

via She — Singing Heart

Author: Private Bad Thoughts

Georgia Park is a poet and she loves you very, very, very much.

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