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Jan 2014
I was searching, all this time for someone who could destroy my demons, destroy the beasts that ruled from within, reason with the masters of my enslaved heart bound and gagged in their chains.

Searching, driving myself insane, seeking relief, any kind of temporary distraction.

I had been searching and searching, driven to the edge of madness, two steps from falling, crashing straight into my black abyss.

When I was pulled back, saved, barely grasped by my fingertips from my impending doom, by the realization that I was searching not for someone who could destroy my demons, But rather for someone whose demons could collide with mine, whose demons could tame and weaken the beasts within me, someone whose demons were compatible with mine.
Schanzé
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Schanzé  Cisgender Female/South Africa
(Cisgender Female/South Africa)   
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