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lost in soulless city

Hello 👋, My name is Momen Al Madhoun / I am a digital artist /a father of two children " Ezzdeen & Amir " I live in Gaza City in the heart of the Genocide, working tirelessly to amplify my voice to the world through my artwork.

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“Sometimes you have to forget what you feel, and remember what you deserve.”

— Unknown

my oasis ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Can't we just stop time for a little while? The stars have decided our fate I know because I’ve wasted years in denial But I hope mercy will keep you here with me

One moment I hold you in a tight embrace, The next you crumble to sand in my arms And I'm lost again Calling out for you and  Looking for your grains of sand In an endless desert

"It was just a dream" I whisper to myself, alone in the dark But in truth, I know you'll never be back. Not in this world,  And not even in the world of dreams

— Henry Dumas, Knees of a Natural Man: The Selected Poetry of Henry Dumas; "Saba"

Sometimes people leave you

Questioning all of your instincts

Because you thought you knew

You thought you felt it

You thought you could trust yourself

You thought it was real

And then reality stepped in and showed you

An entirely different view

A painful view

A view you do not care for

A view you cannot unsee

And it hurts

And it bleeds

And you need someone to blame

So you blame yourself

This is how people get lost

This is how I got lost

“you’re not ruined,

you just feel ruined;

and it’s hard to tell the difference.

they both feel the same.”

And that was the thing about her, she kept on surviving. With bullet holes in her lungs, and knife marks etched in her back. She never let anything get in her way, resilient. A fighter, not by choice, but a warrior at heart.

Kiana Azizian

My life is way better after knowing about you guys.

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How can i deny!

how often do i have to convey myself that i am not a monster?

how often do i have to hate myself for being proud of that?

What do I aspire to be ?

A walking contradiction.