"my sin.."
To be born... - curse whispered before my first breath. To live... - a sin written in the marrow of my bones. I never wished for this.. never asked for the weight of being, Yet punishment drapes over me like shadowed skin. Every heartbeat is a reminder... Every breath a sentence.. And still I endure, Not by choice... But by the cruel insistence of fate.
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