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| My name, Jaslynn. The light left her eyes underneath the dry pale sun. When he took her thighs and claimed he had won. In this night as she sleeps alone. She holds her heart in pieces because it could not be sewn. Not this time silly girl no not this time. He raised his hand looked her straight in her eyes and slammed the door. There was no light left anymore. The dark black pit of his eyes was deceiving and misleading...there was never anything there ever before. Sinking down as the underworld creatures engulf her. "They make me what I am they've made me who I am." Should I apologize to you for the touch I never wanted? The path I was forced to take? The life, the scent, the love of you I didn't want to leave? Should I apologize to you for something that only god could have given me? This is who I am. And I am getting by but you've taken me deeper than I've ever gone before and I'll never understand why. |
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I drank what?
-Socrates
If the voices in my head paid rent, I'd be rich!
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