To the child who was born in a graveyard ~ To t |

To the child who was born in a graveyard ~ To the child who was born in a graveyard, I heard you crying just like every newborn in the graveyard of my heart, the place where I bury my emotions. It didn't take me a while to realise that you're born to them. You were dying of negligence. I looked around only to find your biological mother dead. I couldn't leave you there. I carried you in my arms of and put you in the cradle of my page. I fed you the elixir of my ink. You stopped crying. And the way you smiled at me - it took me to the

To the child who was born in a graveyard ~ To t

Sweta