A death sentence 


Deep conflicts within, she rages. She is blinded by passion, bold and unashamed. He begs and barters for she has become his carnal pursuit. He hikes up her skirt. She will slowly but surely strangulate all of him by the manipulation between her legs. The once coy boy now a man will buckle under her deceptiveness.  

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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