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I'm not the wife.
Not the lover.
Not the fiancée.
Not the girlfriend.
I’m the maid.
I’m the nanny.
The garbage at home.
I am the disappointing expectation.
Nothing is ever enough.
I am a broken doll.
I am missing an eye.
I am missing a jaw.
I am missing an arm.
I am missing a heart.
You keep me on the shelf.
To sleep in the dust of our memories.
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Molly Angie Moustafa
Greetings. I passionate about the art of the pen. I write from the heart with ideas of endless realms.
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