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What did you expect when you presented a feast to a woman so starved, she'd eat her own heart just to feel loved?
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Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 12:52 PM UTC
Heart
It was a graveyard and overcast sky and I sat with book and accordian in hand, hearing the world with its screams swallow up around me. The people whom I had loved and lost, Papa with his silver eyes Mama her sharp tongue and tough love Rudy whose hair the colour of lemons and questioned why, the living and dead, worlds apart, yet both did not have a choice. I stood and screamed so that everything shook the burning rubble and ash and dust willing my words to bring it all back but it did not come, and my breath rose in gasps. Death had looked me in the eye and said, “It’s not time yet.” I would shut my eyes to the world only decades later. I will understand that there was hate and pain there was sadness but even more so, there was love and joy. I will know that the people I loved had reason to kiss goodbye whether it was their own hurt or saw it as a necessity, but they were never truly gone from me always somewhere nearby, in the thick and thin frail and worn of times. I would learn to forgive Death that day. I will understand that and I will be hurt, but I will be okay. ~ *Not all deaths are sad. Some, meant to ease their own pain, Are called freedom. While some, Meant to ease the pain of others, Are called love.* © BT
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Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 7:48 PM UTC
Death | A Story By Liesel Meminger
she was a young girl in this cruel cold world all she ever dreamed about was diamonds and pearls, She met a man he was great just for a week then when she was comfortable he put her on the street, told her to make his money so both of em could eat, she was scared so she did it hoping he would see that a girl like her didn't belong on the street's. She was wife material she had all these big dreams, sooner or later her dreams would fade, after all those nights of being on the street she was sick she was tired she was lost she was beat. Hurting inside but nobody could see she faked a smile but her pain ran deep, she was done with the streets she was ready to leave but he put his 40 to her face and told her if she leave he'd pull the trigger and watch her bleed....................
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
YOUNG GIRL