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Words, reaking with envy would always reach my ears. 

Your so enviable,  they say but why am I the daughter of my Father; A man who fell in love with a gentle facade, and now,  gradually falling deeper into an unreachable abyss. Further more, why  am I the daughter of my Mother;  A woman filled with endless ambition, always hooking souls with her amorous eyes, shimmering with an unquenchable desire.

I remember this and their words, in my ears, are now suddenly  laced with umpteen mockery and derision. 

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I was but an ordinary girl from an ordinary house. I didnt have my father but I had my mum who would always treat me gently. Her touch would always graze upon me with gentleness though always brief and fleeting. 

The little world I was used to suddenly bacame bright and dazzling, consolidated by corporate trivialities and Inheiretance,  Ive grown tired and numb to. 

I am not a princess. I dont deserve this life; the life that was to be meant to be someone else's and not mine.

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