Updated: Apr 23

Violence manifests itself in unexpected ways,

disguised in fake smiles and foolish excuses.

You ask for my consent, to commit one beautifully

planned crime.

But my biggest right is the space in which I exist

and I breathe.

If I betray it to please you, I will soon be without myself,

to recall the moments of innocence.

Alexandra Sotiropoulou




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