When i was 9 years old i lost everything beautiful in my life . My childhood , my shelter , my school, even all my pictures ( i don't know how i was looking like before the age of 10 ) .
Just some memories still left in my head ...Very very happy ...sad with some bitterness ...
My lost innocent childhood still following me like my shadow ( till this moment ) in everything i do ...
I love her as i hate her ...
I should forget those lost happy days so i can find peace...
and i can feel protection...
And maybe i can find MY LOST SELF ...
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