Her Turn

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"Cruel is what my fate is. Deaf is what my god is. Doomed is what my existence is. Useless was now the hope that once had blossomed in the dark. Ashes was now the rage that once had run flaring in the veins. The realization struck in the head, it hurt in the heart that every single breath for the last sixteen years had the purpose to serve the empty purposelessness of the happening. Empty and filled they are by compassion and hate. Red and unfair they are by colour and virtue. Staunch and treacherous they are by Clue and humanity. To dream is to lose. To live is to die. The sun is angry. Wind, dry. The eyes are soaked. Tears? They laugh at the fool. I laugh at her too. The fool is me."

"Umm...Are you on your period?"

"Fuck you."








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(Clue as in the tracker app.)

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