God Loves You; But Not Enough To Save You
l'm just a child, but I'm not above violence. My mother raised me better than that. / "I like violence," she shrieked at me. I blame my mother. A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort. / A ghost tucked away where flowers can't grow.
(Mid 20s. She/her)
Posted on February 23, 2017.
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