Garden Of Broken Dreams - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
Garden of Broken Reality
My garden of broken reality
Can't really bear more pain.
It is a reality
Without any restrain.
My family has abandoned me.
I don't know where to go.
It seems that I do not go
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