03/11/2025
and the world felt heavier than your heartbeat.
That police station
cold walls, colder stares,
you sat there crying,
writing it all down,
as if ink could carry what your voice could not.
because somewhere deep inside,
you knew healing was the hardest kind of courage.
✍️ Written by Gelysmari Orsini
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