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My family was once whole, - I use the term whole very loosely. I can remember everything about that day. I was in sixth grade, when everything happened, the day started like any other day. There wasn’t anything out of the ordinary happening, there wasn’t a smell in the air, I didn’t see any black cats, nor were my spidey senses tingling. It was just another day; however, it did not end like any other day.
We're slipping off the world that we all knew. We're whispering adieu. Poison seeps out of my tongue, curls around you like a python. The emerald of my eyes. All this injustice but I'm breathing. You can't see it but inside my heart is pulsing.
saw God today. I looked in the mirror. Looked at all the scars on my thighs and wrists and I saw pure divinity. How could anything be more holy than letting everything inside, out? Releasing the demons in hopes that God will be on your side and fighting.
