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The Breathings of my Heart

Date

October 21, 2017

Murdering Him

I killed him slowly, a bit each day   She twisted the knife into her chest For he still lived inside her, at her deepest core She knew well his price in her flesh And she made the trade Bleeding... Continue Reading →

The Cage

She was a cage looking for a bird... or a bear!

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