Future of Sorrow

The smell of human excrement adds our nose into poisoning. When I tried to keep awake, all my senses became exhausted. I have to be strong. Dayo rested at me, was powerless, barely covered on the floor. Her eyes shrank as light passed through the wall debris. Because of the lack of food they did not feed us, the lips were very dry. She exhausted all my former energy. Like me and my sister, there are 60 other women who are different in every age group. We are trapped in a steel cage just like each other like animals.

My innocent heart and soul dormitory left a deep sorrow; it is a sorrow in every bloodstream through my blood vessel; from all perspectives, sadness is unquestionable. Sadness curses one step beyond my justice, sorrow turns all the golden breath into the scream of the final death. This accident is not something never invited, even if the hint goes beyond our wisdom, but help is only a fingertip. We will provide an altruistic sympathetic fabric to our benign body; let's interact with all those suffering from mysterious and terrible suffering

There is sorrow and sorrow. The sorrow of the past is subject to mourning. There has never been any sadness in the future. With our fragile embrace, this despair can not be tolerated This is a kind of sorrow. Mourning, sorrow, and despair, these three destinies change our lives from their clues. These are the weight of love, but their weight does not choose whether we carry or not. This is one of the reasons we failed to surrender, only knowing that we are always jealous. Love is a sudden birth of all these sorrows, like all births when it occurs among people, it is torn, hurt, raw, painful